Every so often my friends have a play with my face, like they did on my Andalusian adventure and they tell me how much prettier I look, that I'm worth it..... blah blah blah. Going make up free took on protest status. I believed that I was declaring the need for authenticity in a wider sense through how I portrayed myself to the outside world. There was also something about being valued for something deeper than self appearance So what's changed?
Well firstly someone told me that I would look ten years younger if I did something with my eyebrows. 'I'll have some of that!' I thought. After all I'm as vain as the next girlie I'd been noticing some greying patches so they get covered up now. But maybe what finally swayed me was a realisation that others were interpreting my slap free stance as being associated with low self esteem. Feck, I don't want that!
So now my daily regime includes a bit of warpaint around the eye area. There's mascara and a hint of lip gloss. No more. Applying that lot takes long enough and sourcing it is a bit of a pfaff as well. Finding the right shades to go with grey hair is slightly tricky. And of course it's a given that it has to be cruelty-free but that's more complicated than you'd think that it would ever be. Some companies don't test on animals in the Western World but it's a legal requirement if they want to trade in China. It isn't clear cut. This exercise is also making me consider again the ethics around other stuff that I buy: toiletries, cleaning products, perfume. That's got to be a good thing. Perhaps I'll feedback the changes that I make in later posts.