Narissa Creative Studio

Did you know I completed 30 Days of Halloween Makeup in 2018, 2022 & 2023? 🎃👻

Some looks took up to 15 hours to create! This one took 5 hours and is still one of my all-time favourites ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Do I dare bring it back this year?

This morning I had the honour of heading to Dumas House and presenting to the future trainees from the same traineeship program I graduated from in 2025.

I spoke about my journey, facing workplace racism head-on, navigating both the good and the challenging moments, and the resilience we all carry within us. Despite a sleepless night, a teething baby, and personal challenges behind the scenes, I shared the importance of showing up, using our voices, and creating change for those who come after us.

With NAIDOC Week beginning on Sunday, it felt incredibly special to step back into a space I love—being a corporate baddie, working in government, advocating for our communities, and hopefully inspiring the next generation of leaders.

And this time, with a baby on my hip. 🖤💛❤️

Fact: I’ve completely lost my identity postpartum, and I never thought I’d be here.

Somewhere between becoming a mum, surviving on little sleep, showing up for everyone else and carrying the mental load, I lost a piece of myself.

I love being Taj’s mum more than anything, but if I’m honest, there have been days where I’ve looked in the mirror and wondered who I am outside of motherhood.

Lately, I’ve started feeling little sparks again. Sitting down to play with makeup. Creating for the sake of creating. Feeling that passion slowly come back.

It’s only the beginning, but maybe finding myself again doesn’t mean becoming who I was before.

Maybe it means meeting a whole new version of me. 🤍

Officially back doing makeup means officially spending all my money at Sephora and Mecca again. 💸😂

It’s been a while since I’ve needed to properly restock my kit and let’s just say… makeup prices have humbled me.

Excited to test some new products and see what lives up to the hype. Want a makeup haul? ✨

Throwback to when I had time to glue glitter to my face.

Now I’m sleep deprived, chasing around Taj, navigating motherhood and having a slight identity crisis… but maybe she’s making a comeback 🤪✨

Not that anyone asked but here’s what’s trending in makeup right now 🤎

And honestly? I’m here for it.

We’re seeing less heavy makeup, less perfection and more individuality.

Skin that looks like skin.
Lips that don’t need to be overlined within an inch of their life.
And makeup that enhances instead of hides.

The beauty industry is healing 😂

Which trend are you trying first? ✨👇🏽

A few years ago, I met Abby while I was down in Albany doing wedding makeup. She was working in a salon at the time, and somehow we’ve stayed connected ever since.

Fast forward to postpartum life, and when I desperately needed my brows done after months of neglecting myself, Abby had started working for herself here in Perth. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.

I still remember that first appointment. I think it was only the third time I’d left the house without Taj. Like so many mums, I’d spent so much time focused on everyone else that I’d forgotten what it felt like to do something for me.

What nobody really talks about is how much your face changes postpartum too. Everyone talks about your body, but my face shape had changed, I was carrying weight differently, and postpartum hair loss had left my brows thinner than they’d ever been. Abby listened to everything I wanted, adjusted expectations with me, and created brows that suited where I was at in that season of life.

I walked out with laminated brows, sat in my car, and cried.

Not because of the brows themselves (although they were incredible), but because for the first time in a long time, I felt like me again.

Since then, she’s absolutely nailed my brows every single appointment. We’ve made little tweaks as my face and confidence have changed throughout motherhood, and I trust her completely.

I was also lucky enough to have Abby do my wedding makeup. She listened to every tiny adjustment during my trial, understood the brief perfectly, and created a look that felt like the very best version of myself. As a makeup artist, I’m incredibly particular about who touches my face, and Abby is one of the very few people I’d happily sit in the chair for.

She’s someone I refer clients to, someone whose work I genuinely admire, and someone I’ve been lucky enough to become friends with along the way.

Beautiful soul. Incredible artist. The kind of person who makes you feel seen, heard and comfortable the moment you sit in her chair.

Couldn’t recommend her more and she’s hilarious 🥰

Happy Pride Month 🌈

Life’s too short for boring makeup, boring outfits, or pretending to be someone you’re not.

Here’s your reminder to take up space, wear the glitter, love who you love, and be unapologetically yourself.

Now tell me why Pride Month is the only time people don’t question me covering my face in rainbow glitter? ✨

I’m struggling a bit.

And honestly, I feel guilty even saying that because I know there are people doing it tougher than me.

But lately I’ve realised just how much motherhood asks of you.

I’m beyond sleep deprived. Not one bad night’s sleep. Not a rough week. Months of broken sleep that slowly build up until you’re running on empty.

I’m finding it hard to reply to messages. Hard to show up as the friend I want to be. If I’ve gone quiet, I’m sorry.

I’m trying to wean off breastfeeding while somehow ending up almost back to full-time breastfeeding because my little man has been sick and refusing pretty much everything else.

I’m trying to be kind to my body while fitting in training and the gym.

I’m working full-time, trying to keep my business afloat, studying again, figuring out daycare and still navigating postpartum anxiety and depression.

And I know I’m not the only mum feeling like this.

The thing about social media is you see the makeup, the photos, the content and the smiles.

You don’t see the tears, the overwhelm, the mental load, the endless to-do lists or the nights spent awake wondering if you’re doing enough.

So check in on your mum friends.

But if they don’t reply straight away, don’t take it personally.

Chances are they’re nap trapped, cleaning up another mess, running on three hours of broken sleep, trying to remember the last thing they walked into a room for, or simply don’t have the capacity right now.

We’re trying our best.

Motherhood is the hardest job I’ve ever loved.