You would be pretty hard pressed to find me in public without make-up. In fact, I take my paints with me when I go camping. I keep it on when I swim. I don't even take my make-up off to go to bed. I should, but I don't. Seriously, do I think perfect make-up will stop a burglar or something?
A while back someone challenged me to go without make-up for a day.....in public. Couldn't do it. Then he asked me to at least go without it when I was with him to see how I did. I could not do it.
The theories behind my need to wear make-up are extensive. It is my mask. I feel more put together. It helps me feel like I have taken care of myself. It is a shield. I only use it to accentuate the natural beauty (even typing that make me cringe). I could go on.
Truthfully, it is something to hide behind. If someone says I have nice eyes, I can pass it off that it is the way I apply my eyeshadow or line my eyes that they are truly commenting on. Always afraid someone actually sees me. But that is a conversation (or many) for me and my therapist.
In an attempt to appreciate my body and love who I am with no shield, no excuses, Saturday I went without make-up on purpose. Not a stitch I tell you. And here is the proof........
|driving to Salt Lake to pick up my girls-|
not to bad
To keep the growth and acceptance coming, today, I had my son take a more full body shot, which I never do. Time to be real about who I am. As I strengthen my mind and body, as confidence grows, I can't hide from who I am any longer. So this is me......
|close up, unedited even|
As this week begins, three cheers for making progress to loving the body I have been given. I think I actually got a pretty good one!!!!
What do you do to show greater acceptance for the body you have been given?