I have lived with my boyfriend for 6 months now. But before we moved in together last August, I often spent the night at his place. In fact, I barely saw my bed at my own apartment! Which is why we moved in together. But this postcard posted Sunday on PostSecret got me thinking about how you really can't hide (without concerted effort) when you live with someone. I remember a few times before RR and I lived together when I would avoid going over to his house because I had a huge zit on my forward. Or chin. Wherever. And I would think something along the lines of, "I can't go to his place tonight! What will happen when I wash my face for bed? He will see everything and be repulsed at my imperfections!" Literally, there were times I made an excuse of why I couldn't come over just to avoid that whole revealing situation.
But now that we live together, RR pretty much sees everything. Maybe more than he would like to see (though I could say the same about him), but that is the name of the game in co-habitation. I guess I could jump out of bed at 6 a.m. and beautify myself, perform a little slight of hand, but why bother? I suppose I have gotten to point where I realize that RR knows I am not perfect and he isn't going to hold it against me. Well, at least I think he doesn't! I will admit though, a feeling of embarrassment does rush over me still when I wake up to discover I have a prominent Mt. Vesuvius-like blemish. But I treat it and move on. That's life. That's imperfect me.
I have to say, I think I have come a long way since my high school days. Back then I did wake up, diligently every weekday at 6 a.m.-- don't know how I did it, come to think of it-- to plaster my face in makeup. Foundation. Check. Concealer. Check. Powder, blush, eye shadow, mascara, lip gloss. All Check. I literally would not walk outside the house without "putting my face on" as they say. Cut to today: I met up with my editor at Starbucks, sans concealer or mascara. No Cover Girl here. Just a real girl (in glasses, even).
Not to say I don't put on makeup for work usually or enjoy getting dolled up. I do. Love Sephora. And it is easier to walk out of the house makeup-free when my skin is cooperating, like today. But I don't rely on makeup to face the day as much as I used to. Baby steps.
Tell me, what is your makeup philosophy, for lack of a better term? Do you put it on everyday? Do you feel naked without it? Has your bf seen you "bare" and how do you feel about that?
And I would love to know if any of you do jump out of bed to get purty before he wakes up. No judgment. Swear.
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I actually wear more makeup now then I ever did in high school. I was very much a tomboy, never puts on makeup, hair in a ponytail kind of girl then. So, my second year of college I chopped my hair into a bob so I COULDN'T just throw it into a ponytail anymore! I try to do nice makeup everyday because I just feel more put together with makeup on, but my routine is simple, five minutes max.
I never leave the house without bronzer or mascara on. That's my bare limits if I'm in a rush, but most days I manage to put on some eye shadow and lip gloss too! On the weekends or nights out I use eye liner sometimes. And my hair HAS to be straightened everyday, so my hair is pretty much always done! I definitely do not worry about what my boyfriend thinks of my appearance in the morning, he's seen me looking way worse then I do these days lol!
I usually get casual if I have to go to school or meet friends for coffee..I love getting dolled up though. And I do that if there's an event or something. Or a date :P
I'm a girl who really loves makeup and I do feel a little naked without it. It was really weird when my fiance and I moved in together because he got to see my entire beauty routine. But it ended up being great because I stopped caring so much about "being pretty" when we're just lounging around at home. I love getting dolled up, but I also love that if we're spending the day inside, I don't have to put makeup on, but can lay around in sweats.
PS: Call me a stalker but I just read your comment on Storked! and it made me laugh because my landlord does not know about Webster and it makes me really nervous. They spend their winters in Arizona but they get back at the end of this month and even though I know it's unlikely I get SO nervous that they're gonna just stop by or like search the apartment when we were at school or something :S I know other people in the building have dogs, big dogs, but still I really don't want to get caught and evicted because I LOVE my apartment and it was really hard to find!!! OK, just thought I'd share that with you even though it has nothing to do with this blogpost and I already commented once haha!
Fun read! I like to AT LEAST have some mascara on. :o)
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