listening to: erykah badu // fever ray // parov stelar
reading:aldous huxley - the doors of perception
rly sad bc uni started once again
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other sideblogs - about dan smith and a photography one
i am hopelessly in love and my biggest dream is to be happy
7 sept 2013 // 9-10 aug 2014 // 8-9 aug 2015 a.k.a. best days of my life
'Look upon my prettiness, ye Motherfuckers, and despair!'
i quit sephora and now i feel much more comfortable being able to talk about my issues with makeup culture as it has evolved, so here’s a bit of a venting session from me! wall of text ahead!
to start: i think makeup is great, it’s incredibly fun, and i will alway stand by it as an invaluable method of immediate and non-permanent self-modification. it can help a lot of people with self expression and (mostly gender) presentation, and the fact that there are so many people who feel truer to their internal selves with the help of makeup is wonderful.
BUT, that said, makeup culture itself is awful. i was in cosmetic sales for about 3 years, i’ve been an avid makeup enthusiast for a good decade, and it disheartens me the way people come to view themselves because of makeup culture. before i worked at sephora i was much more optimistic about makeup, and y’all would see me go blue in the face defending it– working in cosmetics shed a LOT of light on the things i would prefer to ignore.
it’s so incredible how processing food in any of the ways humankind knows makes its taste a thousand times different