In a past life, I used to wear a lot of makeup.
Actually, that’s not accurate. I know girls who wear a lot of make-up- girls who practically paint on a new face each day. I was never a girl who wore her appearance as a disguise. My daily routine was along the lines of moisturizer, powder foundation, eyeshadow, curler, mascara and maybe some blush or lip gloss.
When you consider the thousands of beauty products out there this is not really all that much. Still, after two years of traveling it’s absurd to me that I went through all of that every single morning for years and years. What a lot of time and effort! I could have been sleeping!
When I started living on the road I pretty much quit wearing makeup cold turkey. I never intended to go a year without makeup in the beginning. I had packed the basics (including my eyelash curler-don’t judge!), but I immediately stopped using any of it. At first, I was too jetlagged to bother, then there didn’t seem to be a point. It was just more trouble than it was worth.
In Australia we lived out of a van: the idea of putting on mascara in the rearview mirror was almost comical. In South East Asia it would have immediately melted off anyways. In China, I already looked so radically different from everyone else on campus I just couldn’t see any point in trying to dress things up. All of a sudden 6 months had gone by and I’d worn makeup maybe two or three times. You know, for big nights out.
I sure didn’t miss it. In fact, I abandoned most of my beauty routines from home: my hair was in a constant pony-tail and I’d lost all qualms about wearing the same dress four days in a row. It wasn’t that I didn’t care about my appearance, it was that suddenly, for the first time since I hit puberty, my own face just seemed like enough. I didn’t need to add anything to make myself presentable to the world.
Oddly, even during my three months in Argentina, where women at the grocery store are made up to the nines, I just couldn’t be bothered. I wasn’t like those women, I never would be, so what was the point. I was an outsider, exempted from their beauty rules, and it was really freeing.
In my past life, I remember being late to work one day and forgetting to apply any makeup. All day people were asking me if I was sick. This didn’t happen when I traveled. Nobody commented on my bare face and Mike still seemed to think I was pretty hot. In pictures, I may not look like a model, but I don’t look half bad. My beauty secret was written all over my face: I looked so so happy. Smiling eyes totally make up for a lack of eyeliner.
You can look at this two ways: either I was so content with my life I didn’t feel like I needed cover-up, OR realizing I didn’t need a half hour of primping each morning to look like a decent human being made me super happy. Either way, it sure does make our cultural beauty mores seem like some major oppressive bullshit.
This realization was compounded by my anthropological observation of the lengths women go all around the world to fit the cultural concept of beauty. The Barbie-like women in Japan, teetering in high heels and fake eyelashes. The skin-bleaching creams for sale at the supermarket in China. The absolutely incredible architectural marvel of fake boobs and butts in Colombia. We’re all suffering for beauty- it just seems sillier when it’s not your own culture pressing in.
I’d like to say the moral is that makeup is totally useless and I never wear it now. This would be a lie. A kind of judgmental lie. Now that I’m back in the US, certain beauty routines have crept back in. It’s vanity through and through: I can not go out for drinks with my beautiful girlfriends and be the one washed out weirdo- I just can’t, the beauty ideals here are just too strong and I’m not immune to their power.
I definitely don’t wear makeup every day- certainly not around the house or out to the store. I’m still a low maintenance girl, I always have been: I don’t wear heels, I bite my nails, my two hairstyle choices are basically “up” or “down.” But, I just bought a huge load of sparkly make-up from Ulta, and I’m currently obsessing over finding the perfect wedding dress.
It’s complicated of course. What travel has taught me though is that it’s okay to pick and choose what cultural beauty standards I want to participate in. And not to buy into the idea that they are laws or even rules. Because they ARE totally arbitrary- unique to our culture and space and time. It wasn’t until I spent some time opting out that I realized there was something to opt out of. It’s the choice that makes it liberating. And after all, it wasn’t that hard to go a year without makeup.
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96 thoughts on “What I Learned From A Year Without MakeUp”
add to the elegance It’s better with make up Sis..
the post is very special, it can give us ideas
actually to display the beauty of someone does not need makeup, wearing makeup excessively even will look funny and not interesting at all.
nice post, really inspiring for all ladies.
Great Article and Perspective! Hope I can be inspired to wear less makeup~
You are better seem original without a make up Sis..
I love this post! I recently decided that going makeup-free more was going to start being a goal for me. And like you, it’s not that I hate makeup (I love all things pretty, sparkly, and dramatic!)… I just began to get really bummed about how much time it took me to get ready in the morning when I could have been sleeping or studying or doing something else ‘more productive.’ This especially applied to the days when I was bound to see almost no one I knew! Makeup can be used to ’emphasize’ your features and make you look more like the ‘beautiful’ girls in magazines, but that doesn’t mean that your features aren’t ALREADY amazing and that you have to conform! Work it without makeup, work it with makeup… it’s all about accepting and loving yourself no matter what kind of look you decide on. In my ‘journey,’ I already feel more self-confidence out of knowing that makeup can’t hold me back from believing in myself. And it makes my times of makeup application feel even more special… like a treat. 🙂
You look beautiful even without make-up.
Yes totally!!! 🙂 I agree!!
If you wear. Make up for yourself, that’s fine. If you do it because of others, rethink it. Simple as that. See what what society has done and is doing? Watch 10-13 y/o’s on YouTube telling women and girls how to put on make – up and what to buy. There is a big problem, No matter what color you are…
I love this article and completely agree with you. I also just read your article responding to the comments that you have had, and am sorry to see that some people have taken what you have said in the wrong context.
I love the article so much that it actually inspired me to write my own here: http://www.hikinginheels.co.uk/2014/01/a-year-without-make-up.html if you get the chance to read it I hope you enjoy! 🙂