I was at home, sick, but I was going to school to pick up my sister. I contemplated wearing makeup and decided to do so, my rationale being that my eyes were puffy from sleep. But I omitted most of the usual products for a very, very simple look.
Makeup, as I have realized, is both a camouflage and an enhancer. Not everyone wears it, and for all sorts of different reasons. Some don’t have time, some think they look fine without it.
So anyways, I got this idea, thought it was totally original, and then did a quick Google search to find out that my idea was completely derivative.
No Makeup Mondays.
Why? Because we want to look “put together” and “presentable” all of the time, but going every day with a face full of makeup means many things, including letting the makeup become a mask for you, or feeling uncomfortable leaving your house without your “face” on.
I think we all need some humbling, but I’m not going to argue that no one should wear makeup again, ever.
We should settle for 6/7; that’s the perfect fraction.
Omitting my individual experience, I can see many other reasons why my single idea of No Makeup Mondays would fail, so I’m presenting merely the concept.
Theatre after school on Mondays? No Makeup Tuesday.
Particularly bad skin? It’s never worth feeling insecure, so go with Minimal Makeup Monday (arbitrarily decided by yourself).
Particularly tossy-turny night? Skip it.
No Makeup Mondays. Shall we give it a try?
It will be a neat social experiment, and what a marginal difference it will make, our dark circles and other flaws showing through, to reveal that those vixens who wear makeup are no different than everyone else.
Creds to Mallika: