The purpose of this blog is not to tell you that you are not good enough. You are exactly enough.
Make no mistake, this is a blog on the subject of beauty. Life and time have taught me the word ‘beauty‘ is not all encompassing, but it is transformative. Our world spins on exaggerated media, ridiculous politics and unattainable advertisements that preach under the promise of ‘a better you.’ I have allowed myself to be swept up in this mess and I feel it is my responsibility to set a better example for my brother and sisters, my future children, and my generation. This post is for them.
I became aware of this issue last year. I was having a particularly great skin day, which by the way is incredibly rare for me, so I decided to go to work with no makeup and show off the skin I so religiously take care of. I walked into work with a huge smile on my face because, well, I actually woke up like that! Before I could even make it down the stairs to clock in, my manager pulled me aside.
“Is everything okay?” She asked.
“Yes. Why wouldn’t it be?” I said.
“Well you just look very tired. I’m not sure what it is.”
That’s when It dawned on me that I was wearing so much makeup that when I finally took it off, my coworkers thought something was wrong with me. When I got home that day, I took a long hard look in the mirror-not at my skin or my body, but at the person on the inside. What is popular isn’t always beautiful, and what is beautiful isn’t always popular.
My mother made me believe I could do anything and be anyone, and my father told me I was beautiful long before I could wear makeup. But even the voices of two loving parents could not drown out the influence of the world we live in. We are not taught to love ourselves, we are taught to mold ourselves.
I don’t want to be a part of a generation that tells young men and women they have to look a certain way. I want to live in a world where I can go to work barefaced without feeling self-conscious, and/or wear a red lip without being told that I’m trying too hard, or worse, that I’m trying to impress a man.
It’s a process of acceptance. For me, the first step in that process was going bare, and then rebuilding from the ground up. I completely revamped my beauty routine. Instead of masking, I conceal my pimples, and highlight the clearer parts of my face. I use makeup to accentuate the parts I love about myself, like my green eyes, my bushy eyebrows, and the beauty mark just below my bottom lip.
The only way to coexist in a world with so much hate is to spread love and acceptance.
Makeup is supposed to be a fun, creative outlet. It is supposed to accentuate what makes you uniquely beautiful! Be proud of your face. Be proud of your body. They are each uniquely yours! Beauty cannot be defined in one word, one type or one color, and it does not exist in the way you paint your face or dress your body-it lives between the lines.
My challenge for you is to snap one no-makeup selfie and post it on social media! Then tag 10 women you know who are uniquely beautiful and encourage them to do the same. Make sure to use the hashtags #betweentheliner and #uniquelybeautiful so I can find your picture and like it!
Feature image by Danielle Molnar