“Oh Yeah. Okay. Cool. Good Experiment” (Beauty)

Beauty feels like poetry to me…

But one in which the count of haikus have never been given.

How can we ever know what works until we have actually lived enough life to look back and go, “Oh yeah. Okay. Cool. Good experiment”.

I have researched every spectrum of the “here is what works for me” rabbit hole. I’ve absorbed and respected the words of “my skin became it’s best when I stopped using all product” bunnies, and those who felt like rich creams made their confidence richer.

I personally think I’ll continue to over-moisturize rather than under (my cold creams really do make a difference in my complexion cocktail), but trying out the Danessa Myricks Beauty Oil for the first time and trying her liquid themed products for the first time was proof to myself of two non-scientific certainties:

Her blurring balms are so good that I actually missed their texture (that’s next level good)…

And I felt as if I had no makeup on as I happy-hobbled around the rest of the day.

(I like to refer to my own ever-wavering mobility with plucky literary words that are both intentionally self effacing and self embracing).

I am used to a certain weight on my skin when I’m wearing makeup and I anxiously await removing it. Once the oil and serum makeup had settled in, it felt like nothing was there (if you also find a lot of weight in weightless makeup, then this is of note).

I’m in awe and respect of those who take long enough to figure out what makes them feel the most comfortable in their own skin, be it lots of products or absolutely none. Even if, as I try to refocus on what (seems to) work for me and consider the fact that my life may never have a system - especially in a body with health that’s so unpredictable it all but dismantles every possible posture of pattern- I’m someone who hates that entire sentence.

I need a system.

But skin, hormones, health… the very tide of life demands change. In fact, many glam-humans I respect say change IS what’s best for our systems. They feel that making our body pivot right when it “gets used to something” - skincare, hair, makeup- is what’s helpful; Changing between a few preferred things, back and forth).

But knowing when to pivot is a new skill for me. I’m one of those people who tries to beat a breakout into submission for example (One day I will win). I don’t know how to go evenly and slow. “Patch test? Let’s apply this to my entire person four times in a row!” Patience and beauty have rarely gone hand in hand in my hands.

But… isn’t changing how gracefully we accept change the point?

To feel more comfortable by whatever terms WE determine?

For fine print to use our handwriting alone?

The poetry isn’t in the weight we give beauty in our lives… it’s in the joy with which we pivot.

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