I Did It For George
Boy George came to town and I wore eye makeup to honor him. It’s a big deal because I hardly ever wear eye makeup because the cleanup is too intense, the effort is too frustrating and...well...I suck at it.
Actually, I wore a full face of makeup...something I’ve strayed away from in the past few months.
Makeup was becoming a crutch as I transitioned into my locs and I felt especially ugly if my face wasn’t layered in foundation and my eyes weren’t lined.
After the concert, I couldn’t wait to get home and wash my face. As beautiful as I felt in the makeup...I felt more comfortable without it.
Is this what it’s like to feel comfortable in your own skin?
I have a long way to go but this is a great start.
By the way...I’ll never stop wearing makeup, but it feels good to know within myself that I don’t need it to be beautiful.