Day 7: Be you

Today was the last day of my makeup-free challenge. I have to say I’m rather proud of myself for making it through this entire week without wearing makeup– I honestly didn’t think I could do it.
In one of my classes last year we were discussing gender roles, and the topic of makeup came up. In the middle of the conversation my professor asked if any of the girls in the class wore makeup every single day. Most of my classmates were laughing at the ridiculous notion of wearing makeup all the time, and I felt too ashamed to raise my hand and say that I do.
Our culture is extremely judgmental. There are people who “make-up shame” girls who wear makeup all the time, and there are people who look down on girls who don’t wear any makeup.
I think we can find a middle ground. We can acknowledge the fact that we are all different, that we express ourselves in different ways. Wearing makeup is fine. Not wearing makeup is fine. The only thing that matters is whether or not a person feels comfortable, confident, and like the best version if themselves.
The makeup-free challenge has been a great experience for me. I’ve learned a lot about myself and I’ve been able to grow through this journey.
I encourage you to try the makeup-free challenge, even if just for a few days. You’d probably be surprised at just how much you can benefit from facing the world with all of your natural beauty.

Day 2: Facing the world

Today, day number two of my makeup-free week, I decided to be a big girl and take off my glasses. I went to work with nothing but a smile on my face, and everything went fine. Customers chit-chatted with me just as much as usual, I still made a lot of sales, and nobody said anything about my naked face.
But I still felt ugly.
I felt ugly, plain, and rather ordinary. When I got home from work I cuddled with my fat cat and wondered why I felt so ugly and dull. This is my face, the face God gave me, and I felt ashamed of it. And then I heard a thought like a gentle whisper saying “You are beautiful.”

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Taking off the mask

One morning when my big sister and I were getting ready for school, she looked at me and said, “Mimi, you really should start wearing more makeup. You look dead and ugly without it.” My 15-year-old self took those words to heart, and five years later I guess I still haven’t shaken them.

For the last five years I haven’t been able to leave my house without at least some amount of makeup on. I have to be wearing makeup, even if it’s just eyeliner, or I feel ugly and super insecure. Now, I suppose my loving big sis is not entirely responsible for this attitude of mine; there seems to be something in our culture that convinces us that painting our faces is a necessity. When I think about it, it’s kind of a crazy concept considering that I survived the first fifteen years of my life without wearing makeup and felt completely fine

I was inspired/challenged by a Buzzfeed article to go a week without wearing makeup. My journey starts tomorrow and, too be honest, I’m scared. I don’t know if I can make it through this entire week without makeup, but I’m going to give it my best shot and see what I can learn along the way.