cosmetic candy land.

photo credit: mac cosmetics

I've often heard men say that they like women without makeup on or heavy layers of makeup on, and they wonder why women spend so much time in the mirror doing their makeup. I know a fair amount of men who find women who pack on the layers of foundation and mascara to be fake and they would rather have a fresh face than a powdered one. Hence my confusion for women who put it on specifically for the men they try to ensnare. In my opinion the most insecure women are the ones who put on makeup specifically for men.

I applaud women who wear makeup for themselves. Women who sit in front of a vanity and think not to hide their beauty or fake their beauty but to accentuate and highlight their beauty. I think of color theory. I think of designs and shapes. I think of the fantastical and the mysterious. Makeup can transform. You can be a simmering seductress, an ethereal maiden, a dewy youth, or a high fashion model. It's not a false pretense but an adventure. It is opening a door to more possibilities.

For me, there is a certain mystique and beauty to makeup and cosmetics. It's sacred. There is nothing more confident to me than a woman who wears daring bold colors and designs on her face. It's modern war paint. It's art in motion. It's an expression of beauty. It's therapeutic and familiar. With smears and dabs of color we can be transported into a different world, a different time. Limitless colors and tools craft things that people can only dream of, bringing fantasy to life.

This was an incoherent ramble about makeup and my love for it. I simply can't understand people who don't see the beauty in cosmetics and rather only see it as something that objectifies women.