I wear makeup every. Every. Single. Day. Go ahead, I know you want to judge me a little bit. I don’t care.
Who I Wear Makeup For
Nobody. Wait, that’s a lie. There is one person I wear makeup for: me.
For whatever reason, people think that when someone wears makeup that they’re doing it to look good for other people. While that’s partly true sometimes, it’s not always the whole truth.
Do I enjoy looking pretty? Yes. Do I want others to see me looking pretty? Yes. But are others my only reason for wearing makeup? No.
I Love Makeup
Honestly, I’m in love with makeup. It’s so much fun!! I enjoy trying out new products. I love creating new eye shadow looks. I love experimenting with different techniques.
Literally, Ulta is my favorite store. Maybe more than Target… maybe. I feel like I’m in heaven when I step into Ulta. Being able to sample products and test them out is a blast.
When I put my makeup on in the morning, I love seeing the end result. When I look in the mirror all day, I like what I see.
Maybe This Goes A Little Deeper
I’ve discussed this on my blog before, but I’m not entirely happy with my physical appearance. It’s been very rare in my life that I’ve looked into a mirror and was completely satisfied with my body.
Sure, I’ve put on outfits that I love and that I look great in. I’ve felt confident. I’ve felt good. But there was still that one part of me that wished I looked a bit different.
With makeup? That’s the one thing I can look in the mirror at and feel completely happy with. Maybe not every day, mind you, I do make mistakes here and there and everything doesn’t come out great. But, at the end of the day, I feel beautiful with my makeup on. That’s all for me.
I’m not exaggerating when I saw I wear makeup everyday. It’s an incredibly rare day if I don’t wear makeup. Without it, I just don’t feel put together. I don’t feel ready to take on the day.
For me to feel productive and motivated, I need to shower, get my makeup on, do my hair, and put on a pair of clean clothes. If I don’t, I feel all out of wack.
Recently, my sister sent me a text message. This is what it said:
I used to talk a lot of shit about you behind your back about you getting ready every day but I started to do it and now I realize why!! Makes you feel so much better and so much more productive.
Honestly, coming from my sister, this was pretty shocking!! I can remember her judgmental comments about my getting ready for the day even if all we were doing was relaxing on the couch and watching TV.
Part Of Who I Am
I can’t really ever see myself not doing this. Honestly, I thought that I might change when I became a mom, not so much out of desire but out of necessity. Moms are busy!
When I first came home with the baby, I did lessen what I did. I either didn’t put anything on or just did very minimal. But I didn’t like it. I thought that maybe I could get used to liking how I looked wearing so little, but I didn’t.
I didn’t hate it, it just wasn’t me.
Let ‘Em Hate
To be perfectly honest, I don’t care what people think about my desire to wear makeup. I don’t overdo it. I don’t go crazy with it. And I don’t do it like a 5 year old that just got her first makeup set.
Frankly, people can talk all the shit they want. At the end of the day, I look good and I love how I look.