When I was a young girl, I had a rough time identifying who I was and where I belonged. I had this idea in my mind that I was not good enough. I was not pretty enough. I simply was not enough.

My older sister, Antonea, is who made me believe different. She always protected me. She loved me. She cared for me. She inspired me. I wanted to be like her. Confident. Fierce. Vibrant. Full of life. She was the first person I knew that wore makeup. The first person that did her eyebrows, applied eyeliner, blush, and face powder. The first person to always have a tube of lip gloss on her. She was my definition of beautiful.

I started a cosmetic line to help bring confidence in other women. To know that, however you choose to show up for yourself, whether that’s a bare face with a simple lipor the whole shebang… you are more than enough.

Years ago, I started experimenting with makeup to help boost my confidence. Now, I experiment with makeup to complement my confidence.

 - In memory of Antonea Blakely, always and forever