It’s been more than 20 days since I last wore makeup, and let me tell you.. it’s been empowering.
I gave up makeup for Lent this year. I decided to give it up because I wanted to challenge myself and I find it incredibly sad how some women feel like they can’t go outside without makeup on.
I want to clear something up first because I continue on this blog. I love makeup. I love wearing makeup and going through the process of putting it on. I have nothing against females who wear makeup every day and I have nothing against women who don’t wear any. I only have love for all women.
This giving up makeup is solely for myself to see how I could handle it.
The first couple of days were hard not wearing makeup. I woke up and while I was getting ready for work I would reach for my makeup and then I’d remember I’m not wearing any for more than a month. It was like a mindless routine where I would cake makeup on my face before I left the house.
I’m a journalist, which means I see a lot of faces on a daily and weekly basis. I tend to go to quite a lot of press events and I cover city council every Monday. This means that I meet a lot of people and shake a lot of hands. I used to never be comfortable going to a press event without makeup on, but I’ve had to learn to accept myself raw.
I’m not fully there when it comes to acceptance but I’m starting to get more comfortable. When I went to my first event without makeup on I nearly had a panic attack. It seems so foolish that I could have anxiety because I’m anxious for someone seeing my real freckled face.
Once I got into the event I completely forgot that I had a bare face.
On top of not worrying it was nice to go home after a night of dancing to a fresh face, and not having makeup running down my face, or sweating off.
These past 20 days have been empowering and my skin has thanked me. My spots have cleared up in record time, because they’re not caked full of foundation. They’re actually able to breathe and heal.
Not one person has mentioned to me that I haven’t been wearing makeup.
I think that’s the most important A-HA moment that has happened to me since I gave up makeup. NO ONE HAS NOTICED!
People don’t really care about the way you look, or how much your eyes pop, they care about what type of a person you are, and how you present and love yourself.
I have around two more weeks of not wearing makeup, until I have completed the task I set out for myself.
This little check-in update is just a reminder to all those women who are self conscious to remember that you’re way harder on yourself than others are on you.
Try even going one day with a raw face and see if you notice a difference in how people see or treat you… I bet you won’t even notice a change.
She threw away all of her masks, and put on her soul.