I’m a minimalist when it comes to a lot of things including makeup. I’ve never been one of those girls who carries around a big bag full of products. Give me a bottle of non-gloppy mascara and a colorful eyeliner and I’m good to go for the day. Every once in awhile I’ll throw in eyeshadow and blush or bronzer for extra effect, but I can probably count the number of times I’ve used those products in a year on one hand.
I’m sure I save a lot of money this way. I have friends who buy their makeup from the counters of department stores. Not me. You’ll find me buying most products at the drugstore. Lately, I’ve been splurging on eyeliner at Sephora, but only because I’m in love with a particular color and have a gift card to help cover the cost of it.
To be honest I’m not sure where I came from. My grandmother and mother both love their makeup. At nearly 90 years old my grandmother still puts on a coat of lipstick every morning. She says she’s just not herself without a coat of paint and a pair of earrings. By the way she’s always telling me how beautiful I’d look with a touch of rouge and a drop of lipstick.
For the better part of my life I never wore makeup at all, but when I first found out that I was pregnant I started wearing eyeliner and mascara almost every day. In the beginning I was convinced I was carrying a girl. During the early months I started shopping for pretty dresses and wearing makeup. Two girlie things I’d rarely done before.
I felt more radiant during my pregnancy then I have at any other time in my life and I wanted to enhance that feeling. After reading an old wive’s tale that says women are most beautiful when they carry boys I became convinced a baby boy was inside of me. As my pregnancy wore on I was sure of it.
Needless to say I was right. My son is now four months old. These days I wear eyeliner and mascara to help disguise my tired eyes. In fact, I put on makeup even if I don’t intend to leave the house for the day. After a long night of waking every few hours I can’t stand to look at my tired self in the mirror and I’m amazed at how my day brightens by simply dolling up my eyes.