So, I finally pressed publish. That took a long (read 6 years) time. I've long thought that I'm the sort of person who should have a blog. You know the sort of dapper individual with unique, wry observations that are actually shared by 15 million other people. Then again, I often think I'm the sort of person who should do or have things that arent really me.
Lipstick for example. I dont wear lipstick. Not as some sort of feminist statement, not at all. More because I never remember to wear it and on the off chance I do, it ends up sticking to my teeth for a bit and then vanishing. How do other women (and some men) get lipstick that stays put all day? I've never been able to work that one out. Despite this lack of interest, it hasnt stopped me from accumulating about eleventy five thousand tubes of the stuff. Mostly it comes as part of those "makeup sets' where you get nineteen different eyeshadows, one teeny mascara, some miscellaneous rubbish and three lipsticks.
I always get so excited unpacking those boxes. I think of how well they will fit in with my new, organised, sophisticated, lipstick wearing life. Then, six months later I go on a cleaning binge and feel guilty for throwing out three practially new lipsticks. Not long after, a nice package from strawberrynet will arrive and off we go again.
I'm working on being the person I am rather than investing excess energy in trying to assume the identity of someone else. Its actually quite exhausting, but, baby steps. I've recently cleaned out my bathroom and disposed of many lipsticks. To date, I have not replaced them.
Next stop, enlightenment
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