My husband laughed in my face when I removed my makeup—but less than 12 hours later, the situation completely flipped, and suddenly he was the one everyone couldn’t stop looking at.
On our wedding night, I stood in the bathroom of the hotel suite, slowly wiping away my makeup under the harsh light. As each layer came off, I saw my “morning face” return in the mirror. I had never thought of myself as beautiful. I learned early how to compensate—subtle makeup, careful choices, trying to…
