True confession time. I started wearing concealer at 13 years old, in the throes of awkward new teenage skin and low self-esteem. Right there is where most normal experiences with makeup start blooming. Most of my adult friends remember starting to wear makeup at 13, too, and then spiraling quickly into questionable trends of years past – I’m looking at you, over-plucked eyebrows, blue eyeshadow, glitter lipgloss, and shaky eyeliner. See? NORMAL.
That wasn’t it for me. Covering up my teenage acne became a battle. In the religious world I grew up in, makeup of any kind was considered sinful. Vanity. A slap in the face to God, who made me exactly as He wanted me to be. The ‘spirit of Jezebel’. A sign that I was fast and loose. A sign that I didn’t trust God completely. A façade. A lie.
I heard it all.
As a young teenager, I heard all of those things, and more. Sometimes out of the mouths of people I trusted and admired. Sometimes out of the mouth of crushes or peers.
‘Why do you wear that on your face?’ ‘Oh, UGH, I didn’t know you had STUFF on your face’ ‘You know that’s a SIN, right?’
These rules were part of an incredibly toxic environment, where feminine ‘modesty’ was lauded but its true meaning rarely understood. Outward appearance was the measure of success in the organization. If you followed all the rules and managed to look HOT while doing it, YOU WERE IT. If you knew the right people, wore the right clothes, and drove the right car, YOU WERE IT.
As you can imagine, it was not a supportive place to come into your teens, and some of the things I experienced loaded me down with emotional baggage that has taken years to unpack.
Thankfully, I’ve come to many, many understandings since then. I rest in the confidence that Jesus loves me and that I am not hell-bound for picking up an eyebrow pencil or painting my nails. But I also missed out on some of the growing pains that my peers went through at similar ages. I missed the blue eyeshadow, glitter lipgloss, too-much-eyeliner phase as a teenager because I didn’t wear anything other than concealer until I was 23.
Well, scratch that. I totally didn’t miss the too-much-eyeliner phase.
Having missed out on all the early 2000s awkwardness, I find myself experiencing makeup tragedies as an adult.
Y’all. These skills AIN’T IT.
SO here I am, having a makeup revolution in a world where makeup also includes actual procedures. Like, real surgery. Lip injections. Sculpting. Microblading. Extensions. And I’m over here with my brush and bronzer, watching the YouTubes, going ‘IS THIS RIGHT?!?’
Basically, I’m just a gal asking the whole wide internet if my makeup routine is appropriate for a mom in her
mid early 30s.
Here’s what I do, currently:
Primer – ELF blemish control in the summer and ELF pore reducing in the winter.
Concealer – Maybelline Master Conceal.
Powder Foundation – Maybelline FITme.
Brow Pencil – Maybelline.
Bronzer – Maybelline FITme powder foundation in a darker shade.
Prior to spending all my money on bows and shoes for my child, I used Make Up Forever primer, Kat Von D concealer and foundation, an Anastasia brow kit, and bronzer by Benefit, but I needed to step down my game when I stepped up hers, so here we are. Obviously, from the list above, I slipped off the deep end of drugstore makeup and landed in the Maybelline section.
Sometimes, when I’m feeling fancy, I’ll use a Kylie lip kit I got for Christmas. Or eyeshadow (also, SURPRISE SURPRISE, it’s Maybelline). But usually not both at the same time, ‘cause WHOA there, I’m not crazy. I wear lash extensions because it allows me to avoid mascara or strip lashes.
Anyway, all that to say this: it’s about time for some new ideas. Mama’s ready to shake it up, y’all. I’m newer to the makeup scene than my age would imply, so hit me with your best makeup tips and tricks!