In looking for a hair and makeup artist (”MUA”), I had to find someone close enough to Half Moon Bay so that the travel fee didn’t equal the cost of a kidney (which I assume is pricey). The first place where I had a trial was very close to our venue. After my trial, I had that kind of experience where at first you’re okay with it (b/c you really want it to be okay), and then the more you think about it the more problems you realize there were, and then after a while you’ve worked yourself into a frenzy where you’re on the phone with your mom shouting, “No good! No good!” Look at the bun she made.

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Hair and Makeup Trial I: A Kind of Fail

















