Face Mask Gone Wrong

This morning my face was exceptionally rosy and I came up with the (horrible) idea of making a cinnamon, water, and peppermint extract mixture. The idea was to use it as a sort of toner in hopes of settling down the redness. This has been one of my least brightest moments in life because seconds later my face was burning and bright red. Please take note: PEPPERMINT EXTRACT WILL NOT REDUCE REDNESS OF THE SKIN. IT ISN'T A BAD IDEA TO GOOGLE THIS BEFORE FINDING OUT THE HARD WAY LIKE I DID.

Anyway, I had work today and did not want to show up looking like a literal red head, so for once I decided to put on all my makeup. (I have 90% stopped wearing makeup all together except for on rare occasions like today). This has been the result:

My mum was staring at me in a funny way so I finally asked why. "You just look so pale and your lips are so dark... I'm not used to seeing you like this." To which I responded, "That's because my face is normally makeup-less and tinted red."

I work across the street from a DUI driving school which had just gotten out. When I stepped out of the car I noticed people (guys) looked at me right away. One even said, "Hi how are you doing?" as I walked past him. All because I'm wearing makeup?

Then I realized, when I'm all natural it's like I don't exist but all of a sudden when dark red lipstick and mascara (and a lot more) come into play, I look good, or on point, and get stared at. WHY SOCIETY!? WHY!? Even my friend Jon said I was "on point" and Im 99.9% positive he's never said anything like that to me when I'm my usual no makeup self. He's the one who encouraged me to not wear makeup in the first place so I listened - yet when he finally compliments me it's when Im practically a cake face...Oh the irony.

Comments

Curve Ball

Back in July, life threw a curveball and I wound up pregnant, quite surprisingly, again. You know when society (and the box it comes in) says the morning after pill works as long as you take it within 72 hours? Well, I took it 12 hours later and it didn’t work. I thought I was being responsible for preventing pregnancy and it turns out life had other plans, and that’s okay. But those of you who would implode if they got pregnant, NEVER use plan B/ the morning after pill. I did some research and found if you ovulate within that window before you take the pill, it essentially becomes ineffective if there are some strong swimmers in there. So $40 later that tiny little thing was pointless. I was about 4 weeks along the process when I figured out what was happening. My period was late, which it had been for the last 5 months due to stress I presume, but something inside me said it wasn’t just a late period. I had an old test lying around. It was about 6am and I decided to take it before my...

Targeting the Girls

Hey Target I’m calling you out. Can you please explain to me your little girl's section? Why does the majority look like 90s clothing from a TEEN movie? For 5-12-year-olds to wear? Why should this age group be encouraged to wear a pencil skirt or a skin-tight dress? What about the cropped tops? In what world should a 5-12-year-old be encouraged to wear a bustier-styled top? Or a dress with netting? It is sad to say in THIS world. Dear Target you are a part of the problem with society. TARGETING the children. Making 10-year-olds dress like young adults with hemlines far shorter than a 5-12-year-old should wear. Hemlines and necklines that teens and 20 something’s are wearing to go out. Styles are far too identical to the “juniors” section, once again, targeting teens and young adults. So now the style from 5-20 something’s are the same? I was almost struggling to differentiate little girls from the lady’s section. There are dress styles you would find women wearing while wa...

The Rose

And like that I was captivated. His delicate touch and warm hands were a sort of comfort to me. We drove in his car for a while. I could feel the life running through my veins. Something I can’t say I had ever experienced until that very moment. Although it was cold outside I did not feel cold. Not this time. No, this time I felt loved and that was all the warmth I needed. I could see it in those beautiful brown eyes. The drive felt like a dream in which I never wanted to cease my slumber. It was as though everything around us disappeared and all that mattered was this picturesque journey we had embarked on and the two of us. As he pulled up to the curb he kindly sent me to the back seat and got out of the car. Moments later a beautiful woman sat in the front seat. As I carefully watched the two, their smiles captured my mind and captivated my body leaving me breathless. Listening to them talk to one another was on of the loveliest things I had ever heard. It was that mo...

Look At This Madness

Search This Blog