Also, I've learned a few things that make me comfortable with a naked face:
1. The love and acceptance I have received from God blows insecurity out of the water. He made me, redeemed me, and wants to love through me. Hating myself because I don't reach my broken standard of perfection is over, and that's big! Make-up is not bad or wrong (itchy eyes and questionable chemicals aside), it just has nothing to do with my identity.
2. People don't care as much as you think they do. I have always had a few people in my life that don't wear make-up and I didn't notice until I thought about it, or they suddenly wore it for a wedding or something. And I never, ever, thought that they were ugly (hideous, monstrous, whatever lie hits you when you look at yourself). For me, a person looks how they look and its actually change that surprises me, and then I get used to that look. It should be irrelevant to how I feel about a person's worth. When you love someone, they don't look ugly!
All that being said, I still wear make-up on special occasions. Except now I feel more self-conscious and uncomfortable when I do!
Must. post. flowers. :-)
|Peonies are blooming now! And its been raining all day--yay!|