In a relationship I once had, I was told by my then partner, in his complete innocence, that "I looked exactly the same without make-up on than I did with it".
My response to that pearl of wisdom, was that I clearly wasn't doing a bloody good enough job then.
Without a good dose of foundation to bring my ghostly pale skin to life, I look like I have just returned from the depths of Hades. I need a good stroke of bronzer to make me look like less of a walking egg. And without eyeliner? Well... Let's just say I could be mistaken for someone of Asian descent.
Everyone has some sort of an opinion on make up. Whether it be a catty remark on the "fleekiness" of someone's eyebrows, to the fact that someone applies their make-up incorrectly. Whilst we are all entitled to our expert opinions, more often than not, my response to this is:
Who the fuck cares?
If you want to cake your face with six inches of foundation. You do you. If you want to wear absolutely no make up? A-Okay. I personally love shimmery highlighter so much; I often resemble a walking holographic disco ball. Whatever it takes to get you out the door feeling the best version of yourself, its no one else's business but your own.
The term “natural beauty” is banded about a lot these days. I for one, do not consider myself to be beautiful without having spent the time doing my make-up and hair. I just don’t. And I don’t say this in a tone of self-pity! I simply think that the corrections I make with a brush and a palette are solutions to aspects of my face I don’t necessarily see as desirable. So what if I’m not “naturally” beautiful?
I would like to hope that as I get older, I will grow accepting of the girl I see in the mirror. I will face my face.
Thanks for reading!
Helena xo
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