Soft Luxe Beauty: My Makeup Brush Collection, Care Rituals, and Decluttering Wins
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Makeup brushes aren’t just tools — they’re little extensions of artistry, luxury, and care. From my pro makeup artist days to my daily beauty routine, I’ve learned that having a well-stocked collection isn’t about vanity. It’s about efficiency, skin health, and a touch of indulgence.
My Brush Collection: Then and Now
Even now, I use 3–5 eye brushes in a single makeup session. But for quite some time, I turned my back away from my MUA persona. I became lazy to paint a full face...or maybe it was exhaustion. I was a tired stay-at-home mom. Makeup was far from my mind.
Little did I know that makeup will help me reclaim my old self. Read my story here.
For one makeup session, I use around 10-12 brushes. That’s why I keep my collection plentiful — not for show, but to save time. Instead of stopping to deep clean every brush mid-week, I can reach for fresh, clean ones right away. My collection now allows me to do 3 makeup sessions then I have to deep clean them.
Brushes in My Collection
- Bobbi Brown
- MAC
- NARS
- Sigma
- Muji
- Fresh
- Miniso
- Mumuso
- Watsons
- The Body Shop
- Bench
- Marionnaud
- BYS
- Hello Kitty
- The Face Shop
Why I Deep Clean Instead of Spot Cleaning
My skin is extremely sensitive, so I make sure my brushes are properly washed before they ever touch my face again. Spot cleaning isn’t enough for me — I go for a full deep clean. I do spot clean the brushes that touched liquid makeup. I just swirl them onto a facial tissue right after I use them.
I featured my favorite brush cleaning mat here. This is how I deep clean my brushes.
If you're traveling, here's my simple hack for clean brushes.
Deep cleaning is more work, but the soft, luxe feel of a truly clean brush on my skin? Worth it every single time.
The Brush That Didn’t Spark Joy
Not every brush earns a permanent spot in my collection. Take the Mumuso Traceless Foundation Brush — I had high hopes for it, but all it did was swirl foundation around my face without blending properly. Total disappointment. Instead of letting it gather dust, I’m “Marie Kondo-ing” it into a new purpose: cleaning my keyboard. At least it’ll spark joy there.
Lesson Learned: Listen to the Pull
Just last week, I spotted a brush drying stand at Daiso. I didn’t buy it because I already had one. Fast forward to today — after washing 3 sets of brushes in one go, I found myself with no space left on the stand for 11 more brushes. I resorted to using a face towel to dry the remaining brushes. If there’s anything I’ve learned, it’s that when I feel a strong pull toward something, it’s usually because I’ll have a future need for it. Next time, I’ll listen.
The Beauty of a Brush Collection
My makeup brushes aren’t just tools — they’re my tiny luxuries that make the whole process smoother, healthier, and honestly, more joyful. Whether you own five or fifty, what matters is how they serve you — your skin, your routine, your little rituals of self-care.
A brush is never just a brush. It’s a quiet luxury, a ritual of self-care, a reminder that beauty can be both practical and poetic.
Some may see rows of bristles, but I see a gallery of little wands — each one carrying its own story and memory, each one waiting to transform an ordinary morning into a moment of artistry.
And perhaps that’s the real secret: our collections don’t only serve us. They mirror us — our seasons, our pauses, our returns. My brushes hold the history of who I was, the woman I became, and the one I’m still becoming.
Because sometimes, the softest bristles leave the deepest mark.
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