Those of you who follow me on social media may have seen Instagram posts and tweets alluding to my new foray into skincare. The whole thing started last month when my sister came to visit for the weekend. She took a look at my skin, deemed it unacceptably dry, and dragged me to Walmart to rectify the situation. The long and short of it is I ended up with a new facial cleanser, lotion, face masks. She had to explain how to use all of it but I ended up with a new regimen. O.o
Anyone who knows me is understandably perplexed. I am by any metric not a girly girl. In fact, I am the embodiment of the #notagirlygirl and #failedgirl101 hashtags. To be perfectly honest, when my sister took me to the skincare section of Walmart, I looked at all the products and thought to myself "What is all this crap?" (It's my blog, I'll curse if I want to). Not only that, I was persuaded to add toner to the list, and my sister bought a bunch of hydrating facial sheet masks for me to try.
I just find the whole thing baffling and beyond me. You're talking to someone who can barely pull her hair back in a ponytail properly. Makeup? Forget about it. In fact, my RWA roommates have been know to accessorize me and put makeup on me because I literally haven't the foggiest.
Meanwhile, my mom and sister live for this type of thing. They are the type who love to shop and browse and can spend hours at the mall/market. My mom is constantly after me to put on some lipstick, take care with my appearance so I don't look "so sloppy!" Me? I treat shopping like a surgical strike. Get in, and out, clean, no fuss, no muss. I need two pairs of jeans, I go in, get my two pairs of jeans and get the hell out of Dodge.
And my sister was here just this past weekend and dumped more products on me. Exfoliating masks, serums, mists. HUH?
Now, the necessary disclaimer: yes, I am well aware there is no one definition of being a girl, and there is nothing wrong with not conforming to stereotypical and patriarchal notions of femininity and womanhood. But I've always felt like I was just a step behind, like there was something everyone else just intrinsically knew that I didn't. Some memo I just didn't get. That I'm the only person this doesn't make sense to.
The truth of the matter is, now that I've started I've really gotten into it. It's not nearly as complicated, difficult, or daunting as I thought it would be. In fact it really only takes a few minutes for me to go through the routine at night before I go to bed. I had it built up in my head much bigger than it was. I have noticed a difference and my skin does feel better. My friends have been amused by my tales of my exploits in the beauty arena.
I think the bottom line is that I have started to enjoy taking care of myself. Like I've slowly started to accept that I am worth it, and this isn't just indulgence and pampering. Taking care with my appearance is a good thing, and it shows the world I value myself enough to put my best foot forward. I even went and bought a toiletry bag and travel bottles so I can bring this stuff with me when I go away on trips. As Sam Seaborn so astutely put it
These past two years I've been trying to embrace Shonda Rhime's "Year of Yes" principle-to be open to new things and new adventures, not to be so quick to say no to things. So wish me luck as I embark on this new journey! Here's to finally not failing #girl101.
So tell me, what is something new you've tried that seems intimidating at first?
I'll be using one of these tonight!