This morning I brushed my teeth, I washed my face with Nutregena Acne Wash, then I did an expensive facial scrub/mask made from lava (I don’t know how), tea, cucumber, and flowers and left that on my face for ten minutes. I got in the shower, washed the lava mask off my face, shampooed and conditioned my hair with stuff that is supposed to keep the coloring from fading, and used a cucumber body wash. Then I put three different products in my hair that would probably do the same thing as one. I put a whole bunch of clown makeup on my face so I feel good enough about myself to go in public. So I feel accepted by strangers.
I don’t fully feel like me until my Ronald McDonald hair is done and I at least have foundation, powder, blush, lipstick, mascara, and my eyebrows done.
My logical brain tells me I should love myself no matter what I look like. My husband absolutely loves me whether I’m a size 16 or 26 and if I’m wearing or not wearing makeup. I’m still me.
Makeup has been around since the days of Cleopatra, so nothing has changed. But now there are hundreds of makeup brands vying for your money by telling you that you would look BETTER with their products. You need to watch the Instagram video tutorials to see what you need to put in your hair and on your face to look good and to feel loved and to be worthy of love.
We are better than that.
I am good enough and I am loved. You are good enough and you are loved.
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