My face is completely covered with disgusting clay. I absolutely detest it. Why, Why must I wear makeup for the graduation photo? I've never in my life even worn lipstick before! Now, not only am I wearing lipstick, but am smothered in foundation, base, some other unknown powder and touched up with mascara and lipstick. All applied by Mom. I know she knows what she's doing, but the final effect looks anything but nice, despite her protests to the contrary. That nasty clay is cracked and unsmooth. I look so fake it's disgusting! I want to cry, but that will make the paint run. I want to scream, but that will make an already stressed out Mom even more stressed out. I've got one hour to finish all my homework for Co-op. AWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
How can girls stand to be smothered with this stuff day after day? I just about suffocated while mom was putting it on! I know that I don't look the nicest with all the acne and red splotches on my natural face, but that is how I am and I'm not ashamed to show people how God made me. But even that not so pretty natural face looks a thousand times better than this smear of brown and pinkish goo.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
I'll just have to keep repeating the fourth commandment under my breath to prevent myself from washing it all off.
And lest I even consider such a thing, Mom warned me that if I wash off the make-up, it will leave ugly dark patches under my eyes for several days. Lovely!
I will be soooooo glad to take this gruesome, grotesque, uncomfortable, silly, grimy, clay-y, nasty, abominable, detestable, fake, fabricated, coquetish, useless, pointless, vain, brownish, timewasting, foul, revolting, offensive, nauseating, vile, ghastly, obnoxious, disagreeable, distasteful, counterfeit, bogus, false, spurious, bizzare, ugly, brazen, indiscreet, brash, garish, vulgar, gawdy, shabby, shoddy, low, base, repugnant, despicable, loathsome, odious, sickening, tan-ish, cracking, grubby, caked, encrusted, gritty, smudged, MASK OFF MY FACE!
Uh, just so everybody is clear. I'm rereading this post after a day of reflection and I want to make sure that I'm not saying what I don't want to say. I have nothing against make-up.....on other people. I simply hate it on myself. I hope nobody was offended if they or someone they look up to commonly wears makeup. I was simply commenting on a personal preference. Sorry for any confusion. I most certainly do not attach moral significance to the use of make-up.
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So, how'd the picture go? How long did you have to wear the makeup?
The picture...well the individual photo (taken by the Co-op) did NOT look like me. It looked like some unsure, sophisticated, sarcastic person. Maybe I look different because I wore my hair down and I almost never do that except very special occasions. The group picture....I'm the shortest (as usual) so I don't know exactly how it will turn out. I guess my only reason for discontent in my pictures is that Mom's graduation pictures are just SO BEAUTIFUL and I can't ever compare with those.
Yes I know, that's breaking the 9th commandment.
I had to wear the makeup all day. I'd sucumbed to picking at it by evening and rubbing it off on my finger tips. But then I had to be careful not to touch anything or I'd leave a smudge.
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