playing dress up...
I remember when I was little I couldn't wait to be older and be allowed to wear make-up. It was so magical and amazing, I'd get to change who I was and how I looked just by putting on some lipstick. Little did I realize what a huge pain it is, so much so that now that I'm old enough to wear make-up I hardly ever do. It's a huge pain and unlike earlier thoughts it doesn't change who I am, it does alter how I look, but who is it that decided we need to look different? Why isn't looking like yourself good enough? and why do I feel this obsessive urge to alter the way I look? Even when i do wear make-up I don't wear that much, but there is such a difference that a little mascara and lipstick make. Why is it that people feel the need to cover every imperfection?? I remember girls in high school who wore soooooo much base and soooooo much concealer that you could see a 3 or 4 tone difference from their face and their necks!! Is that sick or what?? The only time my skin had that much of a difference is when I was wearing orange face paint because I was an Oompa Loompa in a play! But hey I can live happily always referring to the school "sluts" as Oompa Loompa's besides who wants to kiss someone who's face rubs off on them?? Heh! This rant has taken a bizarre turn so I'm just going to leave you with this mental picture : Oompa Loompa sluts!