Back in my latter years of elementary school, we had our own set of "mean girls". (Which makes me truly agast at the thought of what kids that young are having to deal with a decade and a half later.) In retrospect, I think that all the taunting and bullying I put up with then and in junior high is part of the reason I became so enamored with the beauty industry as I grew up. As a kid, I was scrawny, shy and tomboy-ish. I wore hand-me-downs and thrift store couture. I didn't have sisters and really had no interest in hair, makeup or what clothes were in style. I didn't watch Full House or the TGIF line-up. I didn't own a necklace full of Bonne Bell Lip Smackers. Of course, all this made made me an instant target. Read more...