Ruby’s creations turn heads – and stom­achs!

When make-up artist Ruby isn’t vac­u­um­ing her face, she’s grat­ing her cheeks and twist­ing her neck...

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The black mas­cara smudged across my face, plus bright rosy cir­cles of un­blended blusher were a give­away this time.

‘What­ever have you done?’ laughed my mum, Vicky.

I was 12, and I’d sneaked into Mum’s room to use her make-up again. I liked to think I knew what I was do­ing with all those posh brushes and magic wands.

But re­ally, I just came out look­ing like a clown!

So, when Mum bought me my first mas­cara a few months later, she was happy to show me how to put it on prop­erly.

And, as my very own make-up col­lec­tion grew, so did my skills.

I loved mak­ing my­self look primed and pretty for the day ahead. But I also dis­cov­ered

I was a dab hand at face paints – much to my friends’ joy.

At Hal­loween, I’d give them drips of blood or pro­trud­ing veins to com­plete their look.

At 16, I left school with no idea about what I wanted to do.

I was al­ways bet­ter at the arty sub­jects, but noth­ing re­ally stood out for a ca­reer.

Then, in sum­mer 2017, I went on a short make-up course.

But it wasn’t just about cre­at­ing glam looks. I was do­ing spe­cial ef­fects, like cuts and bruises and eye-pop­ping il­lu­sions.

I could do this all the time, I thought. So, I started to watch be­gin­ners’ spe­cial-ef­fects videos on Youtube, re­cre­at­ing all the bites, wounds and blis­ters.

I had to add some pretty odd in­gre­di­ents to my make-up bag! Liq­uid la­tex, scar wax and stage blood weren’t the usual teenage beauty buys.

I painted a grue­some cut on my fin­ger, see­ing if I could scare Mum.

‘I did it on the door,’ I said, show­ing her. But my act­ing wasn’t as good as my make-up and she twigged in the end.

‘You nearly gave me a heart at­tack!’ she snapped.

A few months later, at an open day at York Col­lege, I spot­ted a great course: The­atri­cal, Spe­cial Ef­fects And Me­dia Make-up.

I started it in Septem­ber that year and learned how to de­sign wounds at the dif­fer­ent stages of heal­ing.

Soon, I was hav­ing a go at the re­ally dif­fi­cult il­lu­sions.

A hole in my stom­ach, barbed wire run­ning through my head, part of my leg cut out with a cookie cut­ter… It was Gore Cen­tral!

But in Feb­ru­ary this year, I was half way through paint­ing a ruddy great gash down my face when the col­lege fire alarm blared off!

‘Oh hell!’ I gasped to my friend Rachel.‘what a time for the alarm to go off!’

So while look­ing like I’d been mauled by a were­wolf, we filed out into the court­yard.

Also spilling out were the blokes on the col­lege’s con­struc­tion course. Two of them looked at me wild-eyed as if they’d seen a ghost!

Rachel spot­ted some lock­ers. ‘Here, we can hide be­hind these.’

So we staked out there, hop­ing no one would see us and call an am­bu­lance!

It’s a lot eas­ier to show off my creations through so­cial me­dia.

That’s in­cred­i­ble, peo­ple

would write. You should work in Hol­ly­wood!

When I posted a pic­ture on Hal­loween of Pen­ny­wise, from

the film It, things re­ally took off.

Peo­ple loved the il­lu­sion of me peel­ing my skin off to re­veal the clown’s face un­der­neath!

I now have 72,000 fol­low­ers on In­sta­gram. It’s mad!

And I’ve been of­fered jobs do­ing make-up for short films in the US next year.

Who’d have thought it?

I only wanted to try out Mum’s new red lippy!

See what I did there? It’s all done with skil­ful slap!

Here’s a clever twist That’s so grate!

Gotta hand it to me!

Ruby Mitchell, 19, Har­ro­gate, North Yorks

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