The past week or so has been like a roller coaster in more ways than one. I find that when times get a bit stressful my makeup game goes all over the place. I was so proud of myself on Saturday as I braved the aisles of Aldi rocking a royal blue lipstick and matching eyeliner (Nyx Liquid Suede in Jet-Set and Collection 24 hour Liquid liner in Blue). Six months ago I would have never imagined I would have the confidence to do that; but with the help of some very special friends in a very special make-up group on Facebook I have grown in confidence and they have given me a new found self appreciation that makes me feel that I can be my true self and not care what other people think, or care that other people stare; that is their problem. My concern is feeling awesome about myself and if blue lipstick does that them who am I to deprive myself?
The past few days have also seen me practice a spotlight/halo eye using my beloved Makeup Geek eye shadows; Beaches & Cream, Barcelona Beach, Pretentious, Taupe Notch, Mocha with Shimma Shimma and Pink Heart from the ABH Moonchild palette on the spotlight. It has also seen my dress up as the Tardis from Dr Who for world book day (I have a Tardis dressing gown; comfiest costume ever!) and accompany that with a shiny blue eye look, using Blue Moon also from the ABH Moonchild highlighter palette. The blue eyeshadows were from the Morphe 35B palette which is certainly a favourite of mine due to my admiration of everything colourful and bright.
Monday started very promising; I had a makeup free day on the Sunday and felt ready to start the week with my favourite colour, green. I was very happy with the green gradient eye; using Makeup Geek’s Beaches & Cream, Dirty Martini, Epic and Fantasy. I was feeling good but as I got into work my eyes and ears started hurting and what felt like vertigo set in; have you ever worn makeup and instantly regretted it? I could not rub my eyes for fear of getting eyeliner everywhere and the makeup I had on felt like I had scouring pads on my eyes.
I managed to get through the day barely but ended up in bed all evening, it felt so good taking my makeup off when I got home. Suffice to say I wasn’t going to risk it today when I got up, so I have skipped the makeup and opted for a little more sleep. My eyes still feel raw as I sit here and I am debating whether it is worth putting my face on tomorrow; I could just do minimal makeup, but as you can probably tell I ain’t really into minimal, I’m and all or nothing type of gal and I could not possibly wear makeup without my trusty wings, they are a mandatory requirement to the Mrs T look (it has took me blooming 20 years to master them, I’m damned if I’m going to stop now!!)
I also feel that I get treated differently when I do not wear my war paint; because as you know, nearly every day is a battle one way or another. I got called cute, told my eyebrows look strange, that my face was puffy and I didn’t look good but at least I didn’t get asked if it was the zombie apocalypse like the last time I didn’t wear makeup to wear.
So with the highs and lows of life, comes the highs and lows of your makeup game; to paint or not to paint, that is the question. The answer to whether I slap the makeup on in the morning is yet to be determined by the way I feel. I will leave you with that burning, unanswered question. Ciao for now makeup fans xx