I don’t like makeup and its everyday usage in our culture. When I was younger, having a mother who was a makeup artist made it seem unavoidable. I used to feel like I needed to wear it to get noticed, to “fit in.” I knew how unhealthy these thoughts were, so I decided to break them. I went a year without wearing any makeup. These were some of the most rejuvenating times for my self image, a breath of fresh air.
When I wear makeup, I feel more self conscious. I find myself needing to check up on it constantly; asking myself, “Is it running? Am I wearing too much blush?” Stupid things we shouldn’t be concerning ourselves with when life is so short. Yes, it can make me feel very pretty in certain situations, but I don’t prefer wearing makeup. I like the thought of being exactly who I am. There’s no need for me to be anyone else, I couldn’t be if I tried. What you see is what you get.
Aside from your new waterproof mascara that you can party all night in, or that bronzer that gives you that sun-kissed touch in the middle of winter, what do you really care about? At the end of the day, it’s what’s inside that really matters. We can’t improve our looks as we get older, but we can always improve who we are as people and the mark we leave on this earth. Let your experiences make up your life.