Since I've got approximately half an hour more before I lay my foot out from my comfort nest. I thought I should blog some random things I've recently came across.
I recently witnessed a girl execute her entire make-up routine on a train. Her lap was her mobile dresser. Foundation, concealer, eyeliner, mascara, and the main important one, mirror. Everything defied the laws of inertia while she competently juggled them.
Like a master-crafter, her hands moved with finesse- drawing, painting, highlighting features she knew too well. It was like the entire train had become her private boudoir.
Now, as much as I understand the value of an extra 30 minutes of sleep, I implore woman to understand the even greater importance and prudence of this intimate ritual.
Makeup has served as artifice, creating an illusion to all beyond women's personal walls- a mask that hides imperfections. So if our purpose is to create a facade for those outside our personal space, than shouldn't we consider the act of creating this face something very intimate?
From my point of view is that, it's crass to treat your makeup ritual with so little importance that you can slap it on while on the bus or train.
If you think wearing makeup is to better your image outside of home, than shouldn't you only present a complete face in public? And what about the poor people who have see your unmade-up face from the time you step out of your house onto the train?
Well, at least most woman realise that walking out of their front door with full makeup on puts them in a different psychological mode.
For me, I know when I'm made up. I'm ready to take on the world. It actually gives me an unconscious confidence that even puts me in a better mood. I feel sexier and more in control.
So no, I don't think it's ever alright to do your face in public. These habits should be polished at home, and not out in plain view.
I'm no make up maestro. I don't have a 27-step blend-and-polish routine with an arsenal of tools and brushes. My rather everyday life only requires my rather everyday makeup routine- Power, eyeliner and lipgloss. Anyone who knows me knows I'm not a fussy dresser, and my makeup follows the same preferences. And since my makeup process takes just five minutes, I can do up my makeup anywhere. When I say I'm okay with makeup being applied in public, it doesn't mean I toss out discretion. I didn't advocate applying liquid foundation with a sponge and concealing my pimple while strutting my stuff down the busy street of Orchard Road. But I see nothing wrong with making use of solo cab rides or the mall's toilet for a quick after-lunch touchup.
For granted, maybe a good reason that I see nothing wrong with makeup in public lies in the fact that I can do it from start-to-finish with one hand, in less than five minutes- Or as fast as it takes my mascara to dry. But really, if you aren't painting a Mona Lisa, it's just a matter of finding relative privacy for a few minutes- which is easy in a modern city like ours.
