Day 5

Staying in on a Friday night...


Going to clubs for me is an essential part of my weekly routine. Not for the drinks, not for the people - no offense guys - sometimes for the music, but ALWAYS for the fashion!

Planning an outfit is my favorite part of the process. The excitement of choosing the perfect heels for that red pencil skirt I recently acquired, followed by the off white ruffled turtle neck type thing to complete the naughty-but-nice school teacher effect.

I plan the details right down to what colour my nails are going to be, let alone taking accessories into account. Stockings or bare leg, these are all important decisions. But lastly, and the most important icing on the cake: The makeup. If my eyes are the windows to my soul, I want them to tell a story.

My slight obsession and definite fascination with makeup occurred around the age of 15. As a pubescent teenager struggling with clearly completely confused hormones, there were days when I'd wake up and grow a bright shade of sunshine and happens, and other days when I resembled something along the lines of swamp monster. Makeup, was a way to average things out.

What started as a seeming necessity soon grew into a hobby, a love, a comfort zone and my greatest enemy. The amount of times I'v been late for a dinner party because I couldn't find that "perfect" shade of navy blue (the exact same shade of as all of my other navy blue shadows) are countless. I've been late for school, college, skipped breakfast and almost had several car accidents (to name a few) all due to my insistent applying of makeup. I'll wake up early or just arrive late, but makeup has this charm about it that no amount "control" undies could ever have.  It literally can completely change your look.

The drastic change of "With and Without Makeup"

...and clearly I'm not the only one who feels this way, according to articles such as "Would the American Economy Collapse if Women Stopped Hating Their Natural Appearance? A Look at Makeup" (Reisman, 2008)


Makeup has this aura of confidence around it. Whether you're influenced by the media, terrified of a breakout, or you simply need to look your best for a job interview, makeup is undeniably, for many women a staple confidence booster. When your diet is failing you, your boyfriends dumped you or you're simply in a bad mood, you can always turn to makeup the same way that you would turn to chocolate. You slap on some mascara and immediately you feel more feminine, more confident, and often a little happier than you did all day. It's like magic!


Granted, we are the ones that often convince ourselves of that magic, but what does it matter if it makes us feel better and our day a little brighter?

On a regular Friday night out

Reisman, S, 2008, Would the American Economy Collapse if Women Stopped Hating Their Natural Appearance? A Look at Makeup. Retrieved October 8, 2010
from http://www.blogher.com/would-american-economy-collapse-if-women-stopped-hating-their-natural-appearance-look-makeup