A resounding ‘wow‘ to Katie, on her very inspirational and discussion sparking post about makeup in our society.
I am rather anxious about posting this– I don’t always feel comfortable opening up about my insecurities or posting photos of myself. But it’s an important message.
(For the record, I haven’t used any photoshop applications on these photos– not even color, brightening, etc. This is the raw photo from my camera!)
There are many pressure and “shoulds” for teens transitioning to adulthood. Not being in school anymore, I don’t know that I feel the full effects of advertisements and peers. But I certainly feel pressured anyway! There are the ads everywhere bombarding us with demands to buy expensive clothe brands, wear makeup, love high heels, do our hair “sexy”, and change our body via surgery.
When I was about 12 I wore mascara, blush, eyeliner, etc. every day… but it only lasted about a month. The only other time that I would wear makeup was when I was five or six– does anyone else remember spending meager allowance on lip gloss? Ah, the good old days!
Today, I feel it as too much of a hassle– and I would much rather be able to rub my eyes! Actually, wearing makeup, in my opinion, is the only drawback of my love of acting in theater!
Today I am fifteen. I am very happy with my regular decision not to wear makeup– I like my skin, easily tanned by the sun. For the most part, I like my face exactly the way it is– though I have agonized over my “too round” face or the white-heads on my nose. Nowadays, I completely ignore the piercings on my ears, and jewelry may as well be a foreign language. I think I own three necklaces and about seven pairs of earrings– nothing compared to the treasure trove many women own!
Though I have come (mostly) to grips with my face and non-feminine practices, I have other insecurities– about my body, as many of us do, even the ones with the “perfect” bod!
At this point in my life, I feel like I’m closer to true self-acceptance than ever. Lately I have found things that I love about my body– I like my arms, wrists, hands. I adore my hair– so easily tamed and managed. I love my big feet (I wear a size 10-10 1/2), even though society tells us large ones are not desirable.
I hate being made to feel ugly, and just because I don’t wear makeup, don’t have a flat stomach, or despise shoe-shopping (*gag*), does not mean I’m not a girl.
What is part of your appearance or body that you like in spite of our societies messages?