I wore a red dress for no reason (or why you're beauty belongs to you)

A few months ago I stopped wearing concealer. One reason was that I usually can't do it right and more times than not it looks crusty and leaving it altogether just looks better. But it also wasn't fun. Putting on concealer, concentrating on the parts of my face I don't like as much and constantly criticising myself is not how I want to spend my morning. Not to mention my aversion to putting off makeup in the evening. (I also have pretty clear skin for being a teenager most of the time so I was never under immense pressure to change my appearance)
I enjoy the artistic process of makeup. If I just want to go to school and not be super extra I'll slap on eyeliner and mascara and that'll be it. Or I put on some lipstick. But that's almost like drawing. It can be fun to enhance parts of yourself that you already like and just pay some extra attention to them. Concealer does the opposite. So I stopped using it to feel better about myself.
Yesterday I put on concealer again. Not because I actually wanted to but because someone said something - not even about my face, just my body in general - that made me feel bad and suddenly I had the urge to hide my imperfections.
Clothes are a similar thing. Sometimes I can't be bothered and put on something lazy - like leggings and a tank top - but other days I feel like wearing something that shows off something I like about myself. It has nothing to do with how I want people to see me - well most of the time, I'm still trying to separate the two - I'm just happy with myself or want to be happier. So when I put on a red dress in my room just to take it off again before I leave the house later, I'm doing because I want to, not because someone made me feel like I should.
We give our clothes way to much important. They're supposed to be something covering us (though even the use of that could be questioned) or to keep us warm. Nothing else. We built this empire around clothes and makeup, telling people how they should look to impress a guy or girl, what's in and what's out, what's flattering and what's not.
Fuck all that.
The clothes you truly want to wear look best on you, whether that be a red dress or an old sweater full of holes.

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