Why I Love Makeup


It’s been a while since I snuggled up with my laptop, put fingertips to keyboard and tapped out a bit of a longwinded and rambly post round these parts, so today I thought I’d do exactly that and get into the nitty gritty of why I love makeup…

Some people collect stamps, I collect lipsticks‘ – that’s what I say to people when they furrow their brow and struggle to understand my love for all things cosmetics. On the surface, my amazement and passion for the world of makeup is a hobby. It’s something I love to soak up knowledge about, watch YouTube videos on, purchase things from and it’s an activity that from all aspects gives me joy, much like how Mark loves to fiddle around with his bike – tinkering around with the parts, taking it out for a spin – it’s all the same thing.

I’ve blogged before about my makeup mad mind starting at a young age. I loved my Polly Pockets and my Barbies, but what I really loved to do was bark at my friends to sit in a chair while I brushed their hair and smeared my Mum’s eyeshadow all over their face – poor things. Oh and let’s not forget those doll head models that came complete with plastic makeup. I ended up putting deodorant though the hair of my one while pretending it was hairspray. Her locks were never the same again. So you can see beauty has been something I always have, and always will, love.

As I’ve gotten older I’ve found a new appreciation for the art of makeup and how it can mean so many different things to different people. For me it’s playtime, mixed with a bit of ‘oh my word I’ve only had three hours sleep – pass the concealer’-ness. I’ve always been pretty relaxed about wearing it, just as much as I have been about not wearing it. Just ask the guys at my Nisa local about the various states they’ve seen me in. I’m more than happy to leave the house without a speck of stuff on my face. When I do wear it however, I tend to go for a more natural look – you know me – but in recent times (and I’m putting this down to my obsession with RuPaul’s Drag Race), I’ve discovered a whole new world of makeup out there that most definitely doesn’t fit the bill of a natural look, but is beautiful in its own way. I find myself tempted to purchase glitter for the first time in my life and getting more experimental with colours on my eyes. IT’S FUN, a world that you never stop learning in and that’s why I love makeup.

As I read this post back for spelling and grammatical errors – PAH, I’ve probably missed about 14 – I realise that I’m not quite sure what the point of this post was. I guess my conclusion is that you should never feel silly for loving makeup – it’s a passion, a hobby, a collectors topic for some, a creative outlet for others. If something makes you happy and it’s not hurting anyone else, then keep doing it. Bank accounts not included… I jest, I jest.