Saturday, January 7, 2012

War Paint : An Essay In Words & Photos

For the most part, I don't wear makeup on the weekends.

Honestly, most Saturdays it's lunchtime before I realize that I forgot to brush my teeth. Eew, right? If I had to guess, I'd say I forget because I don't follow the same routine on weekends that I do Monday - Friday. Nowhere to go, no schedule to follow, and no need to look pretty for anyone except the hubs.

It's like living life as two entirely different people, depending on the day of the week. Weekday Jen wants the right outfit with the right shoes, the perfect accessories, and the most presentable version of herself that she can muster. Weekend Jen waits until she knows that Chris is definitely on his way home before she even combs her hair.

All of that being said, I like wearing makeup, damn it. I like the whole transformation process, and I like the finished product.

This'll probably reverse 60 years of progress for the modern woman, but I feel more confident when I have a little makeup on. I can handle major bullshit with the help of black eyeliner and red lipstick. Like I'm ready for battle, you know? Brains: check! Beauty: check!

The girls live to play with makeup. Theirs or mine, they're not picky because it all makes them feel pretty. This evening when they got cranky, I got out the makeup (theirs AND mine) and set out a mirror in the hallway and we all put on our faces before Daddy got home from work.
No, Miles didn't put any makeup on. He did suck on every lipgloss within reach though
She's really doing well with coloring inside the lines, as you can tell
Is a tiara appropriate for this occasion? Um. Yes.
"Always set your makeup with some translucent powder" - Granny when I was a kid
Do most mothers let their kids play with Mommy's Holy Trinity of beauty? (FYI mine are this, this, and this in 'Hellbent'). I don't really know, but I'm glad that I let mine do it. They have a blast, and I have a good excuse to spend money at Sephora afterward.

Plus the photos are pretty phenomenal!

Notice that the 'BEFORE' shot features a chocolate pudding half 'stache...

Her skin sparkles like she's a vampire

Makeup apparently makes me look a lot skinnier too. I'm fucking awesome at contouring.

Now I have to get back to my stay-in date with the hubs, but I have to know: What 3 staples make up your Holy Trinity of beauty?