Welcome to That Weird Girl Official
Hello my lovelies!
I am thinking of putting up short picture story posts where there would be a theme having pictures to go with once or maybe twice a month. Are you up to reading it? So as of today, here’s me creatively (or so I pose) putting up monochrome photographs (because I’m obsessed) in today’s theme. I personally feel that applying makeup gets to a certain addiction that it feels that your face is better made up than what it naturally is. Makeup has a different worth for everyone who uses it, from concealing to contouring, and for whatever reason we are dolling ourselves, I feel that we shouldn’t forget that it’s just a part of how we want to look and not how we actually look. I think this is what makes us more vulnerable, more insecure of how we are. I am not criticizing people who use makeup, mind you, because I’m quite a fanatic myself but I feel that sometimes standing an hour in front of the mirror to finish your masterpiece (and that winged liner), we actually forget to appreciate how we really are. Most of the time when I’m enving the picture-perfect Victoria Secret models, I have to remind myself that it’s not a COMPETITION. How I look has nothing to do with how someone else does.
I guess the actual confidence is in embracing yourself, not your foundation. Your perfection is different from someone else’s.
So here’s a piece of my bare face! Do they even make sense? No, I’m not brave and I pretty much feel that someone might point out the tiny blackheads on my nose or unkempt brows and whiskers (so I’m going casually mention them myself). But maybe if we adjust with what we have, it’s not a bad view at all.
What do you feel? Have you dared to go bare-faced?