More big news for No Makeup Week! Rabbit was interviewed by The Huffington Post’s Chicago division! SO.INSANELY.EXCITING.
I was feeling sooooo SASSY today. My hair was doing all the right things, I got a great night’s sleep, I knew I was seeing my boyfriend; the stars were aligned for a good day. MAKEUP BE DAMNED!
But little did I know that temptation was lurking just around the corner…
Living makeup-free has been difficult, obviously. Not just psychologically and socially, but my daily routine is now completely whackadoo. I have to remind myself, “No, Kait, no makeup!” With my makeup routine so ingrained in me, it only seemed natural that I would be tempted to fall back into my usual patterns.
It was a bottle of face powder. Sitting on the corner of the bathroom counter, staring at me, BEGGING to be used.
“Hey, Red. Yeah, you. You know you wanna use me. Come oooon, just a little bit. Pick me up, that’s it. Just a little bit of powder, you’ll have a glow! And look at my name: ‘Bare Naturale.’ No one will even know I’m there!”
The argument was both convincing and seductive. The powder is light and it does create a fresh, porcelain glow. And I don’t really look that different with just the powder…what’s the harm?
Flirting with danger...
The harm is that I would be admitting that makeup has power over me. I cannot learn to love my bare face if it only appears bare. By cheating No Makeup Week, I would only be cheating myself.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve held the belief that makeup is what gets a girl noticed. Makeup makes you pretty and a pretty face stands out in a crowd. After feeling invisible for most of my life, I turn to makeup to make sure that I am seen. I am most comfortable with a full face of makeup because I know that someone must be looking, admiring. With no makeup, I am convinced that I would just disappear into the crowd. That thought terrifies me. To be honest, I spent Monday and Tuesday under the assumption that I was going through life unnoticed.
Until today, when something totally awesome happened. I was walking to class in my natural-faced glory and I totally caught a guy checking me out. Like, hardcore. Full up-and-down, long eye contact, the “How you doin” head nod. It was such a nice surprise to me. WHO KNEW that I could be noticed without makeup? Does this mean that guys are being honest when they say that makeup doesn’t matter to them? I felt so empowered, so confident in a completely natural way. I wasn’t hiding today. I was me; totally exposed and comfortable with it.
Stay tuned, kids. Tomorrow, I attempt to figure out what guys think about makeup! Will I solve the mystery of the male mind? HELL NO. But it should be interesting. J