Today was Easter and I was feeling like I wanted to be a little more “Spring-y”. Continue reading “Orange and Pink Spring Lips”
When I was a child, I loved to rummage through my grandmother’s, mother’s and aunt’s closets. I could get lost for hours reading magazines from the 50’s and 60s. Finding hidden treasures in the form of vintage dresses, shoes, and pictures. When my grandparents were fast asleep, I would steal away to grandma’s closet and look at all the pretty things.
I am relatively lucky that my acne has receded since I was in high school, but I am convinced it is part luck and part skincare products. I have been an avid Memebox user for more than a year and I am a gold member – I absolutely love it. I love having a routine in the morning with six specific steps:
Inspired by all the beautiful girls of the pinup world, I attempted to recreate their look with red lips and minimal make up. Also, it is April and I am still participating in #RedMyLips.
Please excuse the poor pictures. I was attempting at creating Onyx and Pink Ombre Lips, because I was EXTREMELY sleepy it ended up very questionable. This was practice, but I’m going to share it because, well, we all start somewhere. I will try again soon. Hopefully with better pictures (please excuse the hair grow back, back to the waxer I go!)
Bella is my best seller, but I’m not super fond of it because it’s a little too brown for me. I layered it with a wine colored lipstick (Napa), in the center added the Bella (a neutral color) and added first love in the very middle to add a little more highlight. Continue reading “Wine, Neutral, Light Pink Ombre Lips”
Participating in #RedMyLips has been a great experience for me because it is a cause that I believe in.
While participating, I realized that Rape Culture has directly affected the way I call attention to (or don’t call attention to) myself. When I was in college, I used to wear red lipstick. I wore it because I enjoyed the way my face looked and the attention I received. That soon changed after an unfortunate relationship that haunted me for years after. I put away the red lipstick and switched to tame colors.
Shortly after I gave birth to my daughter, I decided that in order to “protect” her, I needed to fade even further into the background. I needed to “hide”. I did this by gaining weight, wearing different clothing, and not wearing a lot of make up. I was depressed. I was upset, but I was “safe”. I was safe from people thinking I was a “whore” who was “asking for it”.
After the birth of my son, I found Lularoe. I enjoyed the company and the clothing – it had a dress style, the Amelia, that I felt was very flattering on me, but I continued to shy away from any type of brightly colored make up.
When I found Senegence, I joined because I liked the Caramel Apple. A pretty, neutral color that was perfect for day and evening. But I always had my eye on blu-red. That’s when I heard about #RedMyLips As soon as I heard about it, I decided to go all in. It was a caused I believed in and wanted to help spread awareness to.
I didn’t realize how profoundly it would affect me. I had reasons for wearing red. I was wearing red for a cause. I was wearing red to bring more awareness to sexual violence that happens to men and women every day. I was taking myself back a little at a time.
Participating in #RedMyLips has led me here. It has given the opportunity to build my self confidence and re-evaluate why I haven’t worn my red lipstick in so long. The reason? I thought people would assume that I was sexually promiscuous – a ridiculous idea, but one that seems to be pervasive in our culture. For instance, this quote from Time Magazine
Studies show men perceive women who wear red on dating profiles as both sexier and more open to a sexual encounter.
I didn’t want to appear sexier or more open to a sexual encounter because of my unfortunate ex who used to call me a “used car” and because of a friend who once asked me if I cheated on my husband. Could all this be attached to my wearing red lipstick? In my head, yes.
By wearing red lipstick again, I felt like I was visible again and I was both uncomfortable and excited. Red is a power color, and it definitely gave me more confidence. By wearing red lipstick for almost two weeks consistently for #RedMyLips I realized that I enjoy it.. I enjoy the way I look with red lipstick, but more than that, I am ready. I am ready to be visible again. So I will wear red in solidarity with survivors, but, also, to take back my identity a little at a time.
Inspired by the beautiful photos on Instagram, I have decided to start to try lip art and improving my very rusty make up skills. Please excuse the smudgy eyeliner, I am still practicing and learning – I hope to get much better at this!