I so can't sleep.
Jan. 16th, 2004 01:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
logansrogueI just saw a very interesting programme. A 37 year old woman was required to go without her make-up for a week. This woman *never* left the house without make-up on. She wore it constantly, bright gaudy colours, never went without it. She was lost without her make-up, she felt ugly without it, and I watched it realising that as I got older I was slipping into that same pattern. Nowhere near THAT bad, but I was starting to think that I didn't look any good without make-up on.
Now, this woman had a warm, gentle natural beauty. Full lips, dark brown eyes, lovely laugh lines around her face and warm round cheeks. I thought it was so very sad that she couldn't see that natural beauty that she had. It made me sad for her, I wished so badly I could write her a letter or tell her myself - hey - you *are* beautiful. But then the show showed her five weeks on, and she was wearing more natural colours and she'd discovered her natural beauty, and that was okay, I felt relieved.
It's something that I find really important though. I mean, beauty is such a strange concept, because it's so very subjective. But really, I think that it's important that people see the beauty in themselves. Even if it's something like they like how they laugh, or they enjoy the way their hands look. I mean - anything. Or the way that they face life, or that they're a good person. That's so important to me - that I'm a good person, that I'm beautiful within.
I guess cause I realised ages ago that my beauty, while I'm lucky to have a bit of it, didn't really count for much in the end. It might get guys to notice me initially, but what was inside was what really made the grade, and still, not a one really is interested in that (yet). But that's not bad - that's just life, and I know that really, I work hard to be a good person. I put a lot of thought into how I treat others. I don't know if everyone is so self-conscious about this sort of thing, but I know that I want to be a really great person underneath all this that you see, cause when my looks go, and I'm wrinkled and old, who I am is all I'll have. And I'll look back and think, what did I do with myself? Did I spend my time preening in the mirror, obsessing over regimens and beauty plans, worrying only of what others thought of my looks, or did I brush my hair, put on a bit of this and that, and go outside and looked within other people? Did I live a life where I made beauty, and put it into the world, other than trying vainly to bring about some fleeting visage of perfection?
I don't like make-up, honestly. I hate the way it makes my face feel stiff, the way my eyes itch with it on, the way my nose runs, the way I can't rub my eyes or nose or mouth. It sucks! It's a hassle, and I prefer to be without it. I can't go to pubs without a little on, though, cause really - I just hate the thought of people seeing what I really look like. I've gone without it before, and people have sort of looked at me funny. But you know what? I don't care. Cause if I don't feel like wearing it, I don't. And I know I'm pretty without it, in my own way.
Don't you think?
Now, this woman had a warm, gentle natural beauty. Full lips, dark brown eyes, lovely laugh lines around her face and warm round cheeks. I thought it was so very sad that she couldn't see that natural beauty that she had. It made me sad for her, I wished so badly I could write her a letter or tell her myself - hey - you *are* beautiful. But then the show showed her five weeks on, and she was wearing more natural colours and she'd discovered her natural beauty, and that was okay, I felt relieved.
It's something that I find really important though. I mean, beauty is such a strange concept, because it's so very subjective. But really, I think that it's important that people see the beauty in themselves. Even if it's something like they like how they laugh, or they enjoy the way their hands look. I mean - anything. Or the way that they face life, or that they're a good person. That's so important to me - that I'm a good person, that I'm beautiful within.
I guess cause I realised ages ago that my beauty, while I'm lucky to have a bit of it, didn't really count for much in the end. It might get guys to notice me initially, but what was inside was what really made the grade, and still, not a one really is interested in that (yet). But that's not bad - that's just life, and I know that really, I work hard to be a good person. I put a lot of thought into how I treat others. I don't know if everyone is so self-conscious about this sort of thing, but I know that I want to be a really great person underneath all this that you see, cause when my looks go, and I'm wrinkled and old, who I am is all I'll have. And I'll look back and think, what did I do with myself? Did I spend my time preening in the mirror, obsessing over regimens and beauty plans, worrying only of what others thought of my looks, or did I brush my hair, put on a bit of this and that, and go outside and looked within other people? Did I live a life where I made beauty, and put it into the world, other than trying vainly to bring about some fleeting visage of perfection?
I don't like make-up, honestly. I hate the way it makes my face feel stiff, the way my eyes itch with it on, the way my nose runs, the way I can't rub my eyes or nose or mouth. It sucks! It's a hassle, and I prefer to be without it. I can't go to pubs without a little on, though, cause really - I just hate the thought of people seeing what I really look like. I've gone without it before, and people have sort of looked at me funny. But you know what? I don't care. Cause if I don't feel like wearing it, I don't. And I know I'm pretty without it, in my own way.
Don't you think?
