Today I am hosting the visual Friend Friday roundup on the theme of no make up.
For my own photos I went safe with black and white and my forgiving 1.8 lense (which is also fixed length, hence the close-upness) and I wore glasses, which frame the eyes nicely. You can see my open pores, scars and wrinkles, but I’m actually really happy with these photos. My skin is so, so terrible just now, red dry itchy skin under my eyes and loads of spots, but it was pretty ok then. I’m so glad I took these pictures a couple of weeks back before it all kicked off.
I have a funny relationship with make up. I wear quite a lot of it, almost every day, but I don’t get excited about it at all. Beauty blogs leave me cold. I have never finished an eyeshadow or lipstick in my life so how people can buy one every months is a mystery to me (not judging, just saying I don’t get it).
I think there are two reasons for my lack of excitement.
Make up as defence
Firstly, make up for me is mainly defensive to cover up the the spots and the shinyness and the uneven skin tone. When I put on my foundation, powder, blusher and mascara (those are the daily items) in the bathroom at work, I don’t feel like I’m making myself look nice, I’m making myself feel not bad.
This is not to say that I lose my confidence when I have a giant spot on my cheek, I am happy enough with myself to not fret too much, and aware that 85% of other people probably don’t notice, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t affect me. I do feel self-conscious. Because in all my years of reading body love blogs I have never heard anyone say ’embrace your blackheads!’ in the same way everyone is always saying ’embrace your curves’. There is no positive spin on spottiness.
Make up is for me, in the main, about making myself look acceptable, or I suppose a less positive version of the idea of make up as something to bring out our inner beauty discussed by Autumn of the Beheld here. Now that I think about it, that’s actually not a feeling I’m hugely comfortable with, the idea that I somehow need make up, which is why I think its good to explicitly remind myself that the world does not fall down when I don’t wear any every now and then through things like this project. I don’t like to think about it too much really, I use it and move on. It’s a tool that I try to not have much emotional investment in.
Make up as transformation
The other reason I’m not a big beauty girl is because even on the odd occasion when I do actually get excited about a particular make up item I quickly have to admit it makes no discernable difference. I have no idea why, but I have the kind of face on which make up just vanishes. There is a picture from my teenage year where my friend and I dressed up as goths. We covered ourselves in pale foundation and painted both eyes and lips in black khol. My friend looks pretty scary/weird. I look perfectly normal. Maybe like I have some lipstick on, but nothing like a goth.
Partly it is the shape of my eyes, which are round, with very little of the eyelid visible, and the skin going over the inside corner of my eye in a way that is more typically seen in people of South-East Asian ethnicity. So there’s just actually very few places where you can see any eyeshadow. Partly, maybe, it’s because my skin it quite greasy, so product wears off. Having such a strange face does have it’s good sides of course, it means I will pretty much be guaranteed to never look over the top, but then again, it does make wearing make up at all a little bit pointless.
Therefore the other fantasy of make up identified by Autumn, as a tool of creative irreverent creative transformation sold by the likes of MAC does not work on me. I love the idea as a fantasy, but I’ve never got invested much in it, because on a practical level, make up literally does not work for me. Which is probably a good thing.
What is your makeup routine/relationship with make up?
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