(Sorry for all the beauty-related posts. This stuff has been on my mind a lot.)
Like many women (I suspect), I have irrational hope that beauty products will transform me. If I just buy this cream or that powder, all of my perceived flaws will magically melt away and I’ll because the stunning beauty I’ve always wanted to be. After a long spell of mostly only wearing a dab of pressed powder on my nose and a little lipstick, I’ve gone whole hog into makeup. I’m not sure what exactly has causes this. It could be suddenly realizing I’m in my forties (how the HELL did that happen???). It could be that I’m currently so dissatisfied with my body that I figure I’ll at least make my face pretty. I could be the result of reading too many beauty blogs. It’s probably all of those things and some I’ve never considered.
This morning I realized that I’ve gone from wearing an average of 2 makeup products on my face to 11. ELEVEN.
Here they all are for today, in order of application. (This does not include skin cleaning/exfoliating/toning products.)
4. Urban Decay De-Slick in a Tube (helps keep the obnoxious shine off my nose)
5. Shadow from the Too Faced Natural Neutral Palette
7. L’Oreal Brow Pencil (to repair the hole I made in my brow over the weekend with my tweezers)
So you’d think that after increasing the number of makeup products used on my face 450% that there would be some pretty serious transformation, right? I mean, we’ve all seen the makeovers on TV and in magazines. I should look 450% better.
But I don’t think so.
Here’s a picture of me with a pretty bare face. Powder and lip color. That’s it. This was taken on April 12th of this year.
And here I am today, proudly sporting all 11 products. (Yes, I wear a lot of black t-shirts. Staple of my wardrobe.)
Am I that much more gorgeous? Glamorous? Fabulous? Is there even that big of a difference with 9 more makeup items on my face? I don’t think so.
So when am I going to finally get it? My face is my face and no amount of makeup (or any other kind of beauty product, for that matter) is going to magically transform me into a supermodel. Or halt the inevitable aging process (and the horrible downward slide of my upper eyelids–shit’s getting gruesome, y’all). It’s just not going to happen. Spending a half hour in the bathroom on makeup versus 1 minute isn’t going to make that much difference in the end. Sephora is NOT going to change my life.
I wonder if I’ll ever really get it.
How about you? Do you ever expect beauty products to transform you into something you’re not?
P.S. The purpose of this post is not (absolutely, positively NOT) to fish for compliments. You are all very sweet but I want to spur conversation, not boost my self-esteem.