|This weekend, I am casting my mind back to the days, when I would frequent the mecca that is Boots pharmacy...|
pilling my basket to the brim, as if the answer to all my prayers were in that basket. I can still recall how I’d stand before the lip and nail colour counters, endlessly deliberating, as if these were decisions of lifechanging importance.
Then I would trundle back to my apartment in my little Diahatsu, feeling tired and stressed with a heavy heart, and lighter purse; but buoyed, by the knowledge that I had taken an important step in securing my future happiness.
I mean, that new concealer, which promised to sort out those dark circles under my eyes, was sure to make all my dreams come true? right?
Erm…in a word, nope.
How could it have? I wanted to be a bestselling author, so putting more slap on my face wasn’t going to improve my literary skills.
I wanted to be loved, by someone who loved me for who I am inside and outside in my natural state! so transforming myself into somebody different, although it might earn me a few more glances or even a few more dates, wasn’t going to improve my chances there either.
Of course my sources at the time, that is, the tv and magazines I watched and read, were trying to convince me otherwise, but that’s a whole other blog, for a whole other day and I finally had to admit that my ‘Boots addiction’ was taking up too much time, energy and hard earned cash, and had become more of a pain in the butt, than a panacea.
So, I took a deep breath and asked myself why did I do it? and here’s what I came up with;
The next questions I asked myself: Were these valid needs needs? If so, was my ‘Boots addiction’ truly fullfilling them and helping me manifest my dream life? And finally, I asked myself, in fullfilling my needs was I harming any other person, creature or the Earth? A little more soul searching over my beauty habits and here’s what I figured;
So, my personal decisions for myself, after all this introspection, was firstly, to stop wearing nail varnish and stop wearing makeup on a daily basis, but just wear it the odd time, I felt like 'scrubbing up!'
Secondly, I resolved to find a makeup brand that was cruelty free, fairtrade and organic, which was way harder than expected, but I finally managed to hit upon (including less toxic nail varnish, if I ever fall off the bandwagon there) Of course the ultimate, I believe, would be to russle up my very own homemade mascara, from my kitchen cupboard, but hey, baby steps!
Apreciate you looking in : ) have a great week,