Today (and yesterday), I have embarked on the Make J Pretty scheme. It’s not just for prom, though that seems like the most obvious reason. No, in truth, I have just found the urge to make myself pretty for myself and my new boyfriend [Joshka, if you were wondering – see Facebook or this picture, haha]. And so, I have set off into a bevy of woman-ish things that are not so reviling as I thought. Shock and awe, shock and awe.
I got my eyebrows and upper lip done by threading today… it was crazy because the woman just used a piece of thread to rake across the skin and take up the hairs (ouch! I definitely teared up, but it was surprisingly less painful than plucking and took less time). The results were fabulous!
I also have started using the curly girl hair method, which has kept my hair from frizzing up and going out like a wild horn beast. Yay!
Tomorrow, I am going soap shopping. For good stuff this time. Yesterday, I downsized my nail polish, hair accessories, and products (to the overture of Eminem, Pitbull, Carrie Underwood, and a bunch of other singers whose names I have no use in remembering), so now it’s time to look for quality over quantity. It’s a mission that has sorely bested me since the time of yore. On a related note, tomorrow I have to bite the bullet and buy some makeup so that Abby can help me do it for prom. Heathy has suggested that I should go to a makeup counter if I want to learn how to do the stuff myself (which I do now… since I feel kind of rude for asking someone to help me apply makeup, I would like to learn at least the basics) and I think I will do that sometime this week or next. Ah, womanhood…
My hair will be trimmed and done by Raymond, as usual, on Saturday, but before then it is a race to shave all the other annoying hairs (legs and armpits, for those who assumed the worst).
I spoke to Kita about his opinions on whether a girl should wear makeup and smell good and all of those traditional things, and I think his answer was quite promising. You don’t need (and, actually, don’t want) to be too made up or anything. For me, this is a good sign. It means, first, that all men have their preferences, but that I generally don’t have to spend forever trying to be anything but hygienic [showers with good soaps, regularly getting haircuts and eyebrows done, basic makeup on good occassions…] And, of course, the most important thing is to keep in shape and not look like a slob. Gym time!
I believe that it took me just a little longer to understand the girl things than other people… perhaps I was resisting out of gender-biased fear. But now, rather than being one of the guys, I kind of feel like it’s cool to be the girl with the guys. Makes sense, I hope.
Anyway, the picture that I took today was of Gerald [the socktopus that I tried to make a long time ago out of scrap yarn and dreams…]. It wasn’t a particularly good picture, so I used my Photoshop skill to make it slightly more acceptable. Hoorah!
I am grateful for…
The ability to communicate my feelings. Even when that’s not always a positive thing, just being able to tell someone else that I am feeling this way or that really benefits me and allows compassion in.
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One thought to “I Feel Pretty, Oh So Pretty…”
Amen.
I think the perfect girl is a girl that has a decent balance of both feminine and male traits, so that who they are transcends gender yet still celebrates their sex.
We are women, and we should embrace it. Throughout history women have painted themselves with makeup, from Cleopatra’s eyeliner extracted from crushed beetles to tribes that celebrate with paints from the earthy minerals.
Women are associated with things fragile and delicate, like flowers, which is why subtle fragrance is such an empowering thing for a woman.
To deprive yourself of feminine things is to deprive yourself of the powerful feeling of being a woman. Embrace womanhood and you are embracing that which creates life.
^_^
(I think the theme of goddesses and the divine feminine in the Da Vinci Code are having their influence on me, lol)
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