Emily Benita writes the first in our SECRETS AND LIES themed series – a personal essay on her relationship with makeup.
I pick my spots. Compulsively.
If you’ve not got a compulsive streak, I’m not sure how to adequately explain to you what it feels like. The closest I can get is that it’s the worst itch coming from the deepest part of you, one that is out of reach, doesn’t have a centre point, but you keep reaching for it all the same. With a blunt hook.