I have wanted to do a "real" post lately.
You know, the kind that is long and there isn't a gap between each sentence.
I'm doing that right now.
Onto my Real Post:
I have always been SUPER girly. I wanted to start wearing makeup when I was five. At age ten I was buying my own clothes (with Mom's money, of course. Let's say choosing my own clothes). So, about a month before my twelfth birthday, I asked my Mom the question that Mom's really don't like hearing.
"MOM! Can I wear mascara, eye liner, blush, lipstick, eye shadow..."
The list went on and on and on.
So, my Mom and I came to an agreement. When I turned twelve, I could wear mascara and lipstick whenever I wanted to (I was already wearing lipstick...but I had to ask first. So, about twice a month I would put it on). I WAS SO EXCITED!
So, now, being 12 years and three months, I wear mascara and lipstick.
Every. Single. Day.
If I do forget, I refuse to go somewhere beyond the front door. Even if I know I would be cooped inside all day, I put it on.
It's become embarrassing to not wear makeup. I have that feeling that I won't be "pretty enough."
Who is more beautiful?
The girl wearing no makeup with a huge smile across her face, or the girl with loads of makeup and a snobby attitude?
Now, wearing makeup isn't wrong, we, er, I, need to control the whole makeup idea.
If I'm letting God's light shine through me, makeup doesn't make a difference.