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Byline: Betsy Berne
I was a lipstick virgin, nearly 30 before my face saw even a hint of color. I came of age as the late hippie phase of the baby-boomer era began to wane, when it was all about the natural look. The idea of wearing foundation was a concept as foreign to me as donning a burka. In other words, I came late to the makeup game.
Once I got started, I prowled the counters assiduously, accumulating one of each and every overhyped jar, tube, whatever, of hope. Not that I bothered to learn how to apply any of these magic potions properly. I dabbled-a little of this, a little of that-never veering far from my original nonaesthetic, and once the ...