In a world where women are taught they need to wear makeup and spend an obscene amount of money on their hair and nails in order to be loved, I took a stand to live my life differently by appreciating the way I look without all of the unnecessary bells and whistles.
It is quite amusing to see the expressions on the faces of those who find out I do not wear any makeup. I mean, they are flabbergasted! Why do you think that is? It is because the confidence I exude without makeup distracts people from the fact that I choose not to wear makeup. And I am more comfortable with the way I look than a lot of the women I know who do wear makeup.
Friends, I don’t wear makeup and I still think I’m beautiful. I don’t wear makeup and other people still think I’m beautiful. I don’t wear makeup and I’m still loved by those around me.
Today’s challenge: Leave the makeup on the shelf and tell yourself you’re much more beautiful without it. You may not know this but… you really are! If you can’t go a day without makeup, ask yourself why that is and then sit quietly for an honest answer. You may be surprised at what you discover.
A friend of mine recently wrote a post on Facebook making fun of women who take selfies. In response, I decided to take a selfie while lying in bed reading a book and post it in his comment box. Prior to my friend’s selfie post, I had never taken a selfie. Now, I think they’re so fun, I take at least one a week!
Today’s challenge: Take a selfie without trying to look good and post it in the comments or on your Facebook page. Don’t take yourself too seriously, nobody else does.
We put a lot of effort into the way we look. We dye our hair, get tattoos and piercings, work out every day, practice guerrilla dieting, dread our hair or chop it all off, cake our faces in makeup, rip the hair off of our bodies… and for what? So we can be accepted by certain people.
I have been an active participant in many subcultures for as long as I can remember. Appearance, regardless of whether or not people will admit it, is valued more highly than anything else, even in the so-called “enlightened” communities. You don’t believe me? Take a look around at the next festival, beatnik poetry reading, or punk rock show you attend. Everyone looks like everyone else.
I, on many occasions, encounter people who say I am not a hippie because I look like a model. I encounter people who say I am not a real artist because I don’t have tattoos. And most of those people are apart of society’s subcultures- the very people who feel judged (by everyone else) on the way they look! Laughable, isn’t it?
It is the person who makes the person, not their appearance. Anybody can buy an outfit, get pierced or tattooed, go to the salon, etcetera. I’m a hippie because of the way I live my life. I do not have dreads in my hair or wear expensive hippie attire. Buying expensive clothing to fit in is actually very un-hippie. I do not cut my hair to look like a boy nor do I cover my body in tattoos, but that doesn’t make me any less an artist. I am an artist because I create art. Plain and simple. The rest is surface level.
This is an issue I fear will never go away. As long as we practice judgement, it will continue. As long as we keep teaching people that they need to buy this, pierce that, dread this, or tattoo that to fit in, we will perpetuate our race of insecure people who judge others for not looking like us and condemn those who don’t look the way we think they should.