As you paint the picture you want the world to see you imagine that you mirror is a traveling machine. It will bring you somewhere where the beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
What’s the point of contouring if it’s just going to drip down my face? On those days where the humidity is booming and the sun is shining, I look like a parody YouTube makeup tutorial.
I don’t like clowns so I certainly don’t want to look like one.
Do you expect me to walk this world completely open to you? An open book, clearly written, easily delivered. Fuck that. In a world of online profiles and the 5 second first impression swipe, you want me to show myself to you fully? What would that do? How would you survive so much honesty? So I will not.
“Ugh…can I take a nap first?”
We get paid to wear makeup each day and look good while closed off from the ambient madness and chatter.
Hey, feeling less than heroic on Monday morning is a pretty good indicator you had a bragging-rights weekend packed with laughs, Instagram-worthy photos and enough calories to seriously reconsider some lifestyle choices.
To me, makeup is a form of expressing my creativity. I get excited when I buy a new makeup brush, just like a painter gets excited to buy a new paint brush.
Sometimes, I think we have to go without something to grow in our understanding of what it really means to us.
Sure, I will probably never love looking at myself in the mirror after taking my makeup off. Or hearing girls complaining about ‘breaking out’ when they just have a couple whiteheads on their forehead. But having fought with my acne for so many years, I think the best thing to do now is embrace all the qualities it has to offer.