I was going to post this just to my social media, but this happened because of the World Race and I wanted to share how it impacted me on here too. Enjoy.
What I learned about not wearing makeup for one week.
To some this may be a weird post.
“I never wear makeup, why does she think it’s so hard” But I chose to do this and I knew it would be, for me.
I chose to do this as part of a fundraiser for the World Race. It was a dare that was randomly picked and I would do this in exchange for a participants donation. Funny story, since I’ve been wearing makeup, which would be 10 years now I guess, I’ve never gone more than like three days without makeup. It’s not so much that I feel like I n e e d it, like I wouldn’t be accepted without it, or even that I thought I wasn’t pretty without it. It was always more of just a fun part of my routine of getting ready for the day.
So when the time came, it was kinda perfect because I was sick and didn’t feel like wearing any anyways haha.
I was excited for this week of bare face, but not gonna lie I was nervous too. I had always thought that my skin wasn’t perfect or at least didn’t look how it ‘should’. I’m really really pale, so finding shades that work for me it close to impossible. I have freckles and redness. My skin in naturally dry. It’s soooooo dang sensitive to literally everything, it’ll break out and react to you just looking at it. I have scars from random silly things that never healed right, and scars from sunburns because I truly believe the sun is out to get me. My eyelashes are short and light. My brows are a whole situation because I was made fun of when I first got to public school for them being thick, so I plucked them way too much and they’re trying to grow back.
I feel like I do a pretty good ‘no makeup’ makeup look, but what would I do when people saw the actual ‘no makeup’ me?
But you know what? God saw the ‘no makeup’ me. He made the ‘no makeup’ me. Ans chooses the ‘no makeup’ me every day. So why don’t I? Why don’t I choose to embrace the t r u e me and actually love me? Why don’t I learn how to take care of me instead of try to fix me and cover things up that make me me?
Did I miss it? Towards the end I did.
What did I miss about it? Mascara!
Did I enjoy not wearing any? Yes. My skin loved it and it actually felt freeing.
Would I do it again? Totally. Maybe not purposely for a week, but definitely feel better about choosing not to.
Most important lesson I learned? I love me. I love my skin. I’m grateful for how I was made and I’m excited to learn about how to take better care of my skin naturally!
Will I take makeup on the World Race? Yes. But very few things. Definitely mascara haha.
Am I anti makeup now? NOOOOO!!!! I’m put on mascara & highlight today! But I’ve learned my healthy balance of need<appreciation for it. And hope this encourages you to, too! ??
