This week’s “Practice Makes Perfect” post is kind of going hand-in-hand with Monday’s post about my teenage makeup routine. Since I primarily focused on my eyes then, I had more eye makeup than anything else in my little (at the time) makeup carrier. Did I really know how to apply the makeup with tact, though? Absolutely not. As I also mentioned in my last post, I had no tools other than my trashy little foam applicators to use before I finally invested in some brushes.
Saying that I “did my makeup” growing up is a loose statement; I pretty much only had a three-step process that REALLY didn’t look great. (That is also a very loose statement right there.) Not to mention that I had an extremely experimental period (albeit very brief) in junior high with way-too-chunky Egyptian eyeliner. Even once I got better, though I never reached the point of looking cracked out, my look took absolute zero skill.
A while back, I decided to recreate my look in high school and even my early days of college the same way I used to it back then. That meant no brushes, no eyeliner tricks, no foundation, no mascara…pretty much nothing except for three items. Ready for the big process reveal?
Regardless of your body shape or size, one thing most, if not all, of us women deal with is the difficulty that comes with shopping for clothes and shoes. With the minuscule irritations that come with the process, other than a temporary sense of frustration (or blind rage, if you’re me), we all also tend to develop negative images of ourselves which affect more aspects of our lives than maybe we ever realized. My insecure thoughts as a preteen and teenager due to my inability to connect with others my age mutated into the way I viewed myself overall, which then linked into my fashion (or lack thereof) all the way until college.
When I tried clothing on in a store and things didn’t fit, I shut down and gave up after one store. I hated myself to the point where I would have rathered worn my baggy cargo shorts until they looked like Tarzan’s loincloth than keep trying to look for new clothes and wear my shoes until the soles burned out rather than get new pairs. Clothes shopping literally enraged me, which shouldn’t be the case.
With that said, here are some tips that I’ve found helpful in my own journey over the past year and that I hope you find useful as well.
By the time this is posted, pretty much the entire world has heard about Prince’s death yesterday. I’m usually not a person who feels completely heartbroken when artists die, but Prince is a different story. He wasn’t my favorite artist of all time (that’s KISS), but he was fundamental to my development as an individual nonetheless, and I wanted to honor him in some small way that I could.
Greetings for the first time since January! I know it’s been a while since I caught up with everyone here, and I definitely don’t feel too great about it. Unfortunately, trying to figure out which direction my life may be taking while trying to maintain my sanity and balance other elements of life became a bit too overwhelming to work on this for a bit. However, my head is getting back into a better place again, so time to get back into the swing of things!
As I mentioned in a previous post, I played with makeup at an early age just as many other little girls do, and then I grew out of it. For years I thought I would be the last person who would have any interest in beauty. Now look at me; I’m running my own fashion and beauty blog, and I’m even contemplating going to cosmetology school. Since I recognized this shift, I wanted to explore just how I transitioned into a makeup geek over the years.
The dress in this photo of me is one of the sexiest things I have ever owned. I love the black and grey leopard print on the front (since I absolutely love my leopard print), and the dress clings to every inch of my body just right. However, with a tighter dress come more visible rolls and a more visible tummy. Yet I wear it, and I wear it without Spanx.