Three weeks into The Blog Tag and they hit us with the theme “Beauty”. This one is proving to be quite difficult. The writing prompt for this post is “Beauty Confession”.
I am a bit of a strange being. I have always been a bit a lot of a tomboy,.even now that I have crossed the 30 border line (considerably). Probably because it suits my laid-back typical type A personality perfectly.
Thing is…I love make-up. Why? Make-up done beautifully is an art form. I love art. I love beautiful things. My favourite colour is black…but I love colour. Colour is life. Yes, I know I say everything is life…but it’s true.
I have never considered myself to be beautiful. Not even pretty just a little. I’ve always thought I’m “okay”. What I realised though was that there are parts of my anatomy that I find beautiful and that it’s best to play those parts up. What are they? My cheekbones, eyes and lips. I was blessed with an unusual eye shape (I really love my eyes) and full lips. I think my cheekbones are to die for (please don’t die for them). I have a good eye for colour and design. I sketch and paint…so why not paint my face and place my stamp on it.
I don’t do much because to me less is oh, so much more. I highlight my eyes. Splash some colour on my lips and my cheekbones speak for themselves. Prominent as they are. I really don’t mind looking like me. Me is okay.
I am not a girly-girl. Don’t think I ever will be. But I will always highlight what I think is beautiful about and on myself. Hearing the words “You’re beautiful” or “you have such pretty eyes” or whatever from someone else will never really boost your shego if you cannot see the beauty or pretty eyes yourself.
Get up in the morning. Look at yourself in the mirror. I mean really look at yourself. Find the thing you think you can work with. Eventually you’re like “who would’ve thunk it, for reals”. Dress up every now and then. Clothes and (especially) shoes are great for a shego boost. The most beautiful thing is confidence. We all need that boost every now, then and again.
We do not give ourselves enough credit. We count. We matter.
Learn to love yourself. You’re worth it.
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