Who says natural beauty is best?

People always say that natural beauty is the best. Some guys like to claim that they only go for women who look beautiful without makeup.

Then why, oh why, have I never seen a bride without makeup?

I use the example of brides because it’s traditional for women to want to look their most beautiful on their wedding day. And they use makeup to help them achieve that.

So, where are all the proponents of “natural beauty” when it comes to weddings?

Honestly, will a guy want to walk down the aisle with his bride sporting a freshly-scrubbed face?

I know some guys will say, “I don’t mind… but my bride will.”

Haha. Fair enough. But if your partner looks more beautiful without makeup, in your opinion, then why would she “uglify” herself with makeup?

If no woman in the world actually wants to be wedded in a clean face, then where did this “natural beauty” propaganda come from?

Sometimes, I think people just say things to make themselves sound good, without considering that their words may actually conflict with the truth.

Thought about this because I’m going out without makeup today and I hope I don’t run into anyone I know. Haha.

This photo is obviously with makeup on.

I do believe there are women who look amazing without makeup, maybe even better, but I think most can look better with the right dose of makeup.

Having said that, I wish makeup had never been invented! Even though it makes me look better, it’s so troublesome to be dependent on it.

How much time and money I could have saved without it!

I’m a huge proponent of: If you never knew it, you will never miss it, so it’s better to never have had it.

Unfortunately, I’m in the business where makeup is an essential tool. So, too bad, I’m stuck for life.

Going behind the scenes

More photos from behind the scenes of my short film, Beatnik Sweetheart.

Well, it’s not technically my short film lah. I’m just the actress! ;)

After receiving my scary ah lian makeup from the makeup artist, I had to stand around with the rest of the crew to wait for the pub owner to open his pub.

Remember I had mentioned that we had to postpone this scene once because the owner couldn’t wake up on time to open his shop for us?

This second time, he overslept again and we ended up waiting about two hours for him.

But he let us mess up his pub for free, so we couldn’t really complain.

The pub is nice. It’s got disembodied heads floating around.

I’m talking about the “head” on the right. Not Shu An, who is an actress.

See? Shu An is a happy actress.

So am I, as a matter of fact.

The scene at the pub was relatively uneventful. It basically involved take after take of drinking fake Chivas (that is, green tea), being rowdy and pretending to enjoy ourselves.

Our next scenes were shot at the DOP’s home.

One of the first things done was getting this poster ironed.

Yes, it is what it looks like.

This poster was to be used as a prop for one of the bedroom walls. Because it was all curled from being rolled up, it had to be ironed to straighten it out.

I had two bed scenes that day.

But I can’t go into detail because if I do, my director will kill me for giving spoilers.

Let’s just say that the process of making out for the camera is never as enjoyable as it looks onscreen.

Here’s my bedroom:

It’s so cosy! I really think I ought to employ art directors to decorate my room. All my bedrooms never look like this.

Final location for the night was at this quaint cafe called Food #03

While the crew set up…

…the actor slept.

But actresses don’t have the luxury to sleep. They have to continously have their makeup touched up.

The other actress (me) was, of course, busy taking photographs in the background.

But I did manage to get a photo of the three of us (actors) together. It’s a bit hard because there’s always one of us busy at any given time. Doing makeup, changing clothes, going through rehearsal, sleeping, being filmed, etc.

And, finally, here’s the director and DOP, with the producer hiding behind them:

Crew people are usually very camera shy, so you have to secretly take photos of them, sometimes.

I’m not saying these particular guys are. I’m just saying in general.

There was once last year, I got scolded by a crew member for taking photographs of the crew working.

It’s tough being a struggling actress-blogger!

Inside the dressing room

There is no feeling in the world better than performing in front of a responsive live audience (well, with the exception of savouring a very tasty bbq chicken wing).

Gads, I shouldn’t have said that. Now I’m hungry.

I shall attempt to distract myself by…

Actually, I am very distracted today. I have been attempting to get this blogpost going since 40 minutes ago and I’m still at the fourth line now because I keep going away to FB chat and MSN chat and watch stupid YouTube videos that the silly people I’m chatting with keep linking to me.

Dammit!

Well, it’s a Saturday and I’m in quite a relaxed mood. I’m allowing myself a few hours to relax and ignore deadlines before I go bonkers.

And now, a photo to break the wall of text I’m unintentionally creating.

Dressing room!

[We love big bright light bulbs that blind us and heat up the room]

For this week’s performance, the dressing room is shared by about 12 actresses. (The guys get another room.) There are toilets and bathrooms and even a washing machine in here, which is nice.

It can get pretty crowded when everyone’s inside but, averagely, we have four or five in here at any given time because the rest are backstage standing by.

It can also get smelly. All kinds of smells I don’t really want to describe, including a raw meat smell because one of the props for one of the plays is a real raw chicken.

And it gets really noisy.

At all times, a monitor is feeding us footage from the stage while actresses are either busy making very loud and strange noises to warm up the vocals or busy chatting, though I don’t know how they can hear each other through that din.

Of course, there is also one actress busy camwhoring.

[She decided to take photo evidence of the mess]

That’s my costume. I think I look like a lawyer. Haha.

I know I don’t look ugly in that suit, like I have been accused of falsely advertising. But I haven’t shown you the hair and makeup yet!

Like I mentioned before, I’m acting as a rat.

Some of you might protest that rats don’t wear suits. Others of you who have a perverse sense of humour might agree that some rats wear suits.

That I leave entirely up to you.

And, now, the ratifying transformation.

Ta-dah!

[The whiskers want for some trimming]

LOL.

Okay lah, it’s not that ugly. It’s more funny, I guess. It’s only ugly when I make those crazy expressions on stage.

Most people think I’m supposed to be a cat when they first see this. Well, short of attaching fake incisors, which would really impede my speech (and my character is one garrulous rat), I don’t know how I can make myself look more ratty than catty.

Doesn’t really matter. It all becomes clear in the play, anyway.

Smiley rat!

[He was lulled into a false sense of security]

Which won’t be seen in the performance because my character doesn’t smile and doesn’t act cute.

My character is a bitch.

And so fun to play.

Ah, acting can be so fun!

The downside to this makeup is that the black stuff used to draw my nose gets into my pores and, even after I clean it with four different kinds of cleansers, I still look like I have a bad case of blackheads. Haha. I think I have to go for a good, long facial after this is over.

And I have to wash my hair when I get home late each night because it’s all gelled stiff to make me look very severe.

Right profile:

[Being a statue is very tiring]

Left profile:

[The bright lights are very hypnotising]

Room profile:

[They were all terrified of her]

Intriguing, eh?

There are still three more performances to go. Ticketing details here if you’re interested.

The whole show actually runs for about 2.5 hours because some plays drag on longer than 10 minutes. Mine is the last play and I think it’s pretty much about 10 minutes!

Come watch and remember to bring your sense of humour! It’s always sweet for actors when their jokes get laughed at.

See you!