My mission was to evaluate a make-up artist according to her skills and the way she approaches clients. When I entered the shop she was really willing to assist me. I was glad that I would write a good report for her. However that was my first thought. When she started “painting” my face I changed my mind. She was putting colors she thought that they fit me, or she liked most without asking me! I had to let her continue. I expressed my self that those weren’t my preferable ones or that wasn’t my style but she didn’t seem to listen. Finally I ended up with like I was wearing a stranger’s face, with colors I didn’t like and I style I didn’t recognize. Imagine my boyfriend’s first impression when he faced me after that!