I stopped wearing foundation, lipstick and eye shadow a few years ago. I stopped because I decided I looked better without it. Eventually I felt unhappy when I was wearing it, I felt tucked into a corset, I felt stuck to a mirror. Is my make up perfect? Better check, check again, and check and check and check.
Same as when I had long nails, I can grow the most beautiful nails. The instant I decide to grow them, they take over my life, and they consume me. It’s all I think about, again, and add that to my make up and I’m the most vain person on earth. I can grow some kick ass, sexy nails though, bitches be jealous!
I miss the makeup, the up-dos, and the long nails. I miss the dresses, skirts and silk. I miss the lipstick, the pedicures and the haircuts. Dammit, I miss walking into a mall and spending five hundred bucks on clothes, shoes and purses.
I miss being pretty.
Lucky for me, pretty gets a girl nowhere. You need a brain, logic and street smarts. Where do you buy that? You don’t.