okay maybe some makeup

UFM 12 & 13

The challenge for Day 12 of the UberFrugal Challenge was to banish excuses. I’m still not quite ready to banish my excuses because they’re so good, but I’m willing to acknowledge that frugality might be more fun. Time spent baking bread, reading, learning new skills is time that is enjoyable and satisfying. A restaurant meal is certainly enjoyable, but it isn’t satisfying in the same way.


Day 13 was a reminder that you can look good without spending a bunch of money on makeup. Which, yeah, you can. Guys do it all the time.

I don’t wear makeup almost ever. I got started late to the makeup game because my mom didn’t wear makeup, so I didn’t have anyone to learn from besides girlfriends, and I never really felt like I got the hang of it. I remember one of the first days I wore makeup to school, a boy in my math class pointed it out to everyone because it was so unusual(so not the point of makeup, dude).

At the time, I remember being embarrassed and thinking my mom was weird because all the other women I saw wore makeup. What can I say? I was a teenager. All teenagers think their moms are weird, and if they don’t then they are the weird ones. Now I look back on it, and I’m appreciative because I have a role model for my own non-makeup-wearing journey.

I wore makeup regularly from high school into my early twenties, but when I started working with girls, I stopped. First it was because I was working at camp and I was sweaty and dirty most of the day. Then it was because I was still working with girls, and I began to realize that most girls didn’t often see adult women without a full face of makeup. Did they even know what that looked like? I wanted them to know it was okay not to wear makeup. I figured all the rest of society would let them know that it’s also okay to wear makeup. And then I just sort of forgot about it for the most part.

Nowadays I’ll put on some lipstick if I’m feeling fancy, or a full face if I’m going to good as hellsomething important and I don’t mind breaking out the next day, because I also still only buy cheap, drugstore makeup because the non-drugstore, non-make-you-breakout kind is expensive! And I just can justify that for something I only wear once or twice a year.

I’m not committed to my no-makeup stance. It’s not a political statement, except in the sense that I want girls to see women’s faces as they really are, but I’m not saying I won’t ever wear makeup again. I still sometimes dream of closets full of power suits and bright lipsticks and whatever that creamy stuff is people put on their skin to make it look even, but also not like a corpse? Foundation? Also blush maybe? But that’s not where I am in my life right now. And I’m okay with that. I’m feeling good as hell (follow link for a great song).