under your makeup

after coming across this video

'the power of makeup'

i, as always, have mixed feelings about the topic.

Nikkie decided to make this video due to the increase of 'makeup shaming' in our society.

people blaming and shaming people for wearing 'too much' makeup.

Too much foundation,

heavy eye shadow,

misleading contouring.

Just like 'slut shaming' - 

shaming girls who dress 'provocatively'.

Too much cleavage,

non-existant skirts,

stilt like heels.

the problem here is, 

there should be no shaming in the first place.

it's your face, your body, your style.

YOUR LIFE.

back to the 'power of makeup' video,

Nikkie expresses the message that makeup is and should be fun.

and yes, i agree.

i mean, i would know.

i get makeup put on me all the damn time.

i've always have been a believer of minimal makeup.
my routine is as follows:
1. eyebrows
2. concealer under eyes
3. out the door.

i don't bother with eyeliner and mascara
simply because i am a very very lazy person.
i HATE removing makeup because
it is a tedious yet mandatory task
since you chose to layer on foundation
on concealer on powder on contouring on ink
all over your face.

i choose to save valuable time
to
binge watch tv shows and eat.

of course i know the power of makeup,

we all do.

makeup (done right) gives you:

an evenly balanced skin tone,

a flawless complexion,

enhanced features.

but here's the thing.

yes, makeup gives you a confidence boost,

but what about inside?

maybe the thicker the makeup on the outside,
the more insecure that person feels on the inside.

i'm sure that there are people out there

who not only use makeup as a fun way to glam up their day

but also to hide their insecurities.
HOWEVER

that should never be the case!!

the whole point of my blog is this,

you should feel just as good about your looks without makeup.

doll up on occasion, yeah sure
but you should never

never ever ever feel that your untouched, 

makeup-free face isn't good enough for the world to see.


because

you
are
good
enough
.


OKAY?!>!?*&@)#1?!

D5.0

oh heeeeyyy

thought i forgot about you

didn't ya?

;)

i told you i've been busy!

actually pretty surprised i got 4 consecutive days going...

so here i pick up where i left off.

so i want to talk about writing,

why am i making myself write daily blogs?

it's not to solely produce content

but to force me to be more aware of the world around me.

so since i have to write,

i need to be insightful.

i need to look around

to discover and notice the details of life.

but why force myself to do this?

why doesn't... i mean shouldn't it come naturally?

because our senses have been numbed by technology and social media.

other people are doing the noticing and discovering for us

so all that is left for us to do is

absorb then forget in a millisecond 

and

scroll

on

.

'naturally' / 'natural' is no longer an instinct, a habit.

in this world it has to be forced.

and i say,

force it.

notice strangers around you,

question who/what/why they are who/what/why they are.

notice social situations around you,

how/what/why does it make you feel?

notice everything.

think about it.

don't just blink and scroll on.

x

[A]

D4

almost at the end of our 1 week daily blogging spree.

time really does go by fast when you're in your 20s.....

wifi isn't working at home so I have to settle for my iphone and 3g connection. 

edited my video for this week but can't upload it due to the previously mentioned unfortunate incident... NO WIFI.

so lets quickly talk about 'age' before i pass out into the sweet oblivion that is sleeping. 

i can't deny that growing older scares me. It really does. I do my best to not let it effect me but it creeps up on you occasionally... you know? I will be completely honest here and confess that when I turned 23 last year, I had a pathetically dramatic breakdown. I hid under the sheets the night before and cried myself to sleep. I even cancelled a dinner date I had just because I didn't feel like pretending to be okay with this change.
I couldn't. I wouldn't and I didn't.
 HAAHHAHALMAO ROFLWTF ?! 

I am seriously NOT kidding. I really don't know what triggered the flow of emotions. I was just so depressed and acknowledging it depressed me even more. Maybe it was because I didn't organise a party to celebrate like I usually did, so everything was dull and there was nothing to look forward to. 

Maybe. Maybe. 

Was it because I felt like I expected to have accomplished so much more by the time I turned 23? 

Maybe. Maybe.

No point, no use layering disappointment and pressure onto each other. 

Therefore, I am doing my best to handle my days, day by day. 

Breakdown and cry if you must, but shortly after you better pick up the pieces, get your sh*t together and deal with it like the boss you are.

i think that's a good enough blog for today which also makes up for yesterdays incompleteness. 

Good morning, goodnight.

X

[A]

ps. AHH!! i turn 24 in 5 months! AAAHHHH!! *breathe* *inward screaming* *breathe*