What My Makeup Taught Me About My Life (It Wasn’t Pretty)
If anyone can teach a life lesson through makeup, it’s me.
Are you ready?
I recently had a girls day with one of my best friends. We spent the afternoon brunching and bubbling, and afterward I decided to take myself shopping for some new makeup. I had declared it a total indulgence day, and I was super excited to splurge on myself. Buying new makeup has always been one of those things I put off. I’m not sure why, because I LOVE getting dolled up, but I am a creature of habit and I never get too experimental once I find something that works for me. So, for the longest time, I was wearing the same old stuff, which embarrassingly enough I had not replaced in forever. It was to the point where my bronzer was totally empty except for a few smashed up pieces in the corner of the palette that I tried to gracefully dig out every morning in a caffeine-less haze. (Can you see me covering my eyes in shame?)
In my taxi ride up to Saks, I started digging through my makeup pouch to take full stock of what I needed. As I opened each palette, my eyes grew wider and wider. Compact powder? Nearly finished and way too old for my liking. Concealer? Couldn’t even locate it and can’t even remember the last time I actually used it. Lip gloss? Down to the wire. Barely a drop left. I shuddered to think about the last time I actually washed my brushes. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love makeup and I wear it daily, but it quickly occurred to me that I had been dealing with the bare minimum for a long time. I was immediately reminded of another incident a few weeks ago. My favorite pair of nude heels started to get worn out and I went to the same store to buy an identical, brand new pair. You know when a pair of shoes fits so well they feel like they were built for your feet? When I got to the counter, I showed the girl the pair I had on. She gasped when I told her I wanted to keep them. “But you’re getting a brand new pair! Throw those old ones AWAY! Look at them!” she shouted. I looked down at the pair I had been stomping around the city in and I was horrified. They were so beat up that the tips were beginning to fray. Why hadn’t I replaced these shoes sooner!? They weren’t expensive.
I was just putting myself off.
My life has been so absolutely crazy these past few years while I was working my full-time job and building my brand and coaching practice that a lot of things got sent to the back burner. Like my makeup. And my nude heels. And at times, my health and wellness. Now that I’ve eliminated that full-time job, I realize how much of a block it was for me. I realize how much more clarity and energy I have. I realize what it’s like to actually live (and sometimes, living just happens to come in the form of a very expensive trip to the Chanel counter).
So, my loves, lesson learned here? Pay attention to the things that matter to you. There is always time to focus on yourself, even when it feels like you can barely come up for air. Don’t be the girl with the broken bronzer! Figure out what’s blocking you, and release it. It may not happen overnight, but you can absolutely start coming up with a plan to make it happen. And the minute you begin to do it, you’ll feel more empowered than you could ever imagine.
So, $271 later at the Chanel counter, I began to piece my life, and my bronzer, back together.