Welcome to the uncut, uncensored and artfully airbrushed observations of a make-up mercenary crusading to make the world a more beautiful (if not glossier) place!

So here's the LD...
I, KJ Bennett, am alleged to be marginally insane (ie; brilliant), afflicted with 'Peter Pan Syndrome' and possess a tongue that (when provoked) drips acid...
Despite all these supposed flaws...I remain trustworthy, fiercely loyal and generous to a fault (WTF! When did I turn into Oprah?)

I've spent over 20 years workin' it in this crazy industry and have painted and powdered everyone from celebrities to supermodels to pornstars (yes, I said pornstars...don't look so shocked)

Through the decades I've aquired many affectionate nicknames. I've been called "Blenderella", I've been called "Beauty Bitch"...
It's all good, call me whatever you like...just keep calling me ($$$)

Thanks to the tabloid press, my dirty little secret has been revealed. I can finally stand in front of my support group, hold my head up high and say, "My name is Kevin and I'm a Makeup-aholic".
Let's face facts, setting me loose in a Sephora store is like throwing a recovering addict into a crack house (Linsday and Brittany understand what I mean...right gurls?)

Many people have also remarked that I become transported, mesmerized and visibly euphoric when applying, designing, developing, buying, talking, teaching or writing about MAKE-UP.
I attribute this to the fact that I love what I do and I do it well.

But don't believe me, ask the nice people who have generously bestowed these compliments. I choose to believe them implicitly due to their frank observations and fabulous taste (certainly not because I've paid them for these glowing testimonials...even though I've tried).
I've also managed to snag a handful of nominations and won a couple of industry awards, proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that I'm not a 'one hit wonder'.

In that other life when I'm not feeding my insatiable creative hunger, I'm working out, trying to consume healthy foods (or cocktails) and slathering on expensive wrinkle creams to stay visually pleasing in this youth-obsessed culture.

Still not enough information? (that's a little disturbing, eh?)
Well...there's ton's of info at my website.


If that's still not enough...YOU"RE A STALKER!

Love you,

Mean it,

NO..........REALLY!