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Week Without Makeup -Day Three

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Have you seen this video yet?

If you’re too lazy to watch this video, then you’re probably too lazy to read my blog also, and you’re missing out on an adorable girl with blond curly hair looking at herself in the mirror talking about all the things she likes in her life, her house, her room, her school, her cousins, her hair, her Allisons and she can do anything good, better than anyone.

I was shown this video by one of my guy friends who told me he thinks I look better without makeup. I told him I wasn’t posting the really terrible photos.

This morning I stood in front of my mirror not brushing on makeup or lining my eyes and I thought of Jessica (the little curly haired blond girl), I thought about the supportive comments I’ve had from friends and I started to believe that there might be some truth to them, that there really isn’t as big a difference as I think there is.

I first started dabbling with makeup in high school during my punk rock into raver days. I think mascara came first, followed by silver eyeliner. I was the kind of girl who bought her makeup at The Body Shop because of my stance on animal testing -e xcept for the silver eyeliner, I probably bent my ethics for that. Mostly I focused on my eyes adding shadow, liner and mascara. Then keeping with a natural look into high school I added bronzer instead of blush. That was all I wore until college when I stepped up my look with foundation and powder. I’ve noticed that as I age I’ve become more and more dependent on makeup.

Now I’ve never been the kind of girl to cake on makeup, thankfully my skin’s always been pretty clear, but I noticed over the last year that I was fairly constant with my eyeliner. Which is probably why this no-makeup look is feeling so drastic for me.

As this is day three without the slap I’ve found that I’m becoming more comfortable in my skin. When people look at me I stop telepathically apologizing for my tired face and I can accept that the difference probably isn’t as much as I think it is. Heck, last night I hung out with the boy I’ve been seeing and he’s still talking to me today (he may be a keeper!). I’m starting to realize that this probably isn’t as big a deal as I originally thought.

Even after Dance Dance Party Party I'm rocking the no makeup look.

I like my hair. I like my eyes. I like my smile. I like my friends. I like my boy friends. I like Dance Dance Party Party.  I like my dance moves. I like my energy. I like watching Jennifer pump herself up and wish that I’d done that more when I was a child. I like you for reading this blog.

My Week Without Makeup – Day One

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Friday night my eyes began to itch. By Saturday night I was ready to claw my eyeballs out; my eyelids were dry and flakey, my eyes were bloodshot and I was super cranky. Even after Visine allergy drops and popping an antihistamine pill I was still irritated on Sunday. So, Monday after work, I went down to the clinic  where a Doctor told me I could have a contact allergy, although there’s no way to know for sure without expensive tests I can’t afford, so the best thing to do is to not wear make-up or wash my face with soap for an entire week. Wha?! Yeah, that’s what I’m supposed to do. I could have developed an allergy to my soap, face cream, makeup, or it could be the cat in my new apartment.

I know this is going to be difficult (the whole no makeup and no face washing thing) so I’ve decided to hold myself accountable to the 100 people that read my blog (maybe) and post about my struggle.

Someday I'm going to regret putting this on the internet

Day One

I usually give myself an hour every morning to go though my routine. I shower, dress, eat, do my hair, put on my face, change outfits two to seven times, write a little, read a little, listen to a bit of a podcast, brush my teeth and get on my way. This morning I found myself walking over to my make-up bag  wanting to smear on blush or at the very least mascara. But I didn’t. I circled around my room a few times, scrutinizing my thin skin and flaws in the mirror. Then I decided to hide behind the glasses I never wear thinking that it would serve as a mask or at the very least a distraction away from my red puffy eyes.

I’m also trying not to wash my hair every single day. Today was the day after I washed it so I walked around feeling not only ugly but greasy too.

Since I wore my glasses today everyone just assumed I wore contacts every other day. I don’t. I have 20/20 vision but an astigmatism which means I have difficulty adjusting to low light. Luckily my glasses are fancy -I’ve been told I look intimidating in them- and I wore my Fleuvog Boots, so no one noticed. When I was on the bus a teenage girl told me I had “great shoes.”

Not wearing makeup today caused me to hide a little from the world. I didn’t go to a party I was invited to because I didn’t feel up to it. But that has a little bit to do with the fact that my eyes are still itchy and red. Tomorrow I hope to rock more confidence, with clean hair and the thought that sexy is a state of mind. I just had to get one day of sulking out of the way.