My sister recently told me I look pretty without makeup.
Being the kind of person who can't take a compliment, because, seriously? How could anyone say I look pretty without make up and MEAN IT? I didn't believe her. However...
I decided that I'd trust her. My sister always has my best interest at heart. She'd not say something she didn't mean.
So, I stopped wearing foundation, only a little powder. (You can tell in the recent pictures of me, the SHINE is out of control) I also toned down the eyeliner, and bought a more natural lipstick. I felt very uncomfortable and akward at first. I felt somewhat naked and yes, ugly.
Last night I took a picture of myself with a totally clean face. No powder. No lipstick (hello? Upper lip? Where in the HELL did you go?) No mascara. Nothing.
At first, it was very hard for me to look at. I saw nothing but flaws.
I started to pick my face apart and then, I stopped myself.
Everyone has flaws. No one is perfect. That's life.
I really need to get over myself and stop with the vanity insanity.
This is the face I was born with, it's the face I'm going to die with. I need to learn to accept it and like it, EVEN IF it's not as pretty as I wish it was, even if my upper lip took a hike and got lost.
WHO CARES!? And more importantly, why do I care so much? Life is so much bigger than one's looks.
I've gained weight. I have stretch marks. My breasts are large and saggy. I have wrinkles and yes, I'm getting gray hairs. I have dimples in my ass and have I mentioned, my upper lip is gone?
So what! I'M OVER IT.
My looks do not define me. Why have I wasted so much time struggling with this issue? I've let it ruin my life in so many ways. I am healthy, I am happy, I am loving, I am a mother. So many wonderful things, I am. So why I have chosen to focus so much of my energy on something as trivial as my appearance?
Ridiculous.
Enough already.
Seriously.







I think you look great without makeup! You look so YOUNG too - you don't have any wrinkles!