I don’t wear make-up when I go to work. Not because I don’t want to but because I am lazy. I am admitting it to the whole internet world with so much conviction. Hahaha!
I don’t know, maybe I don’t want to pressure my self in the morning. My life is full of pressure as it is so why push it more with some putting-a-make-up pressure. I don’t if that makes sense but I know you have my point.
Good thing my work doesn’t require me to look good, on the contrary my work doesn’t care if I look like a rag as long as I get my job done. You get the idea. This is to where I attribute my lack to make myself look pretty.
But now I am seeing things differently. After having to gone through heartbreak and being able to get out on a manic depression phase this past few months, I realized that I have to learn how to take good care of myself. Pamper it. Tends to it. It is my obligation to look great in order for me to feel great. I know, right?
