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7 Holy Grail Products Makeup Artists Swear By

You're going to want to head over to your nearest beauty fix to score these finds after this!
ART Clare Magno

Makeup artists have the skill to bring out the best beauty features in everyone. But behind every talented makeup stylist lies an amazing array of trusty, foolproof beauty products that they absolutely love and swear by. Below, we've rounded up ten of these beauty must-haves straight from the country's leading makeup artists. Be warned, Candy Girls, because you're going to want to head over to your nearest beauty fix to score these finds after this!

MAC Lipsticks

RB Chanco, makeup artist to the countrys celeb royalties like Kris Aquino and Kathryn Bernardo, swears by MAC lipsticks. RB says that MAC lipsticks are in every kikay lover's and makeup artists' beauty kits, and for a good reason, too! Apart from being reasonably priced, they also have a variety of textures and finishes. What's not to love?

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Becca Under Eye Brightening Corrector

This Holy Grail product is a favorite of Jason Delos Reyes, the makeup artist responsible for the beauty looks of Gabbi Garcia and Martine Cajucom among others. Jason says that the peach tones of this under eye corrector conceals dark areas under the eyes naturally unlike typical color correctors with a bright orange tinge.

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NARS Radiant Creamy Concealer

Jelly Eugenio, makeup artist for beauty inspirations Nadine Lustre and Sarah Lahbati, loves the NARS Radiant Creamy Concealer. "This concealer is perfect for covering up dark eye bags or skin breakouts without making it look cakey." Plus, it's easy to blend and has tons of shades to choose from, too!

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Laura Mercier Translucent Loose Setting Powder

The Laura Mercier Translucent Loose Setting Powder is a trusted product of makeup artist Mark Kingson Qua. This powder is a must-have because of how it fits a large variety of skin tones. Also, imperfections like fine lines fade away for a natural finish.

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Beautyblender Makeup Sponge

Robbie Piñera, the makeup artist of It girls Anne Curtis, Solenn Heussaff, and Georgina Wilson can never be spotted without the Beauty Blender Makeup Sponge. He counts on it to blend and soften harsh lines and to create a smooth finish. Getting the smooth, flawless skin of your favorite stars has never been this easy with this trusty makeup tool!

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MUD Eyeshadows

Rea Pinpin is an experienced makeup artist in the fashion industry who has worked with Miss Universe Philippines Shamcey Supsup on her different beauty looks. When it comes to her makeup goodies, she looks for products that stay on and look good the whole day. One of her Holy Grail products are MUD eyeshadows that are super pigmented with a wide array of colors to choose from. Apart from creating amazingly hued eyes, they don't leave fallouts under the eyes when you apply them, too! How cool is that?

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Charlotte Tilbury Magic Cream

Every awesome beauty look starts with good prep, which is why for Mikka Marcaida, makeup artist to Yassi Pressman and Sarah Lahbati, the Charlotte Tilbury Magic Cream is a definite must for her makeup routine. The moisturizing properties of the cream gives the perfect amount of hydration to the skin, leaving it soft, supple, and plump. With this, your skin will be the perfect canvas for all your great beauty looks!

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Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link: http://qkathreece.wixsite.com/kathreecequizon/post/breaking-waves

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