|Here we are up close and personal with my skin. No makeup, just me.|
Back? OK. Let's continue.
I'm sad to admit that after five months I went back to that dirty stuff. I caved while getting ready for Ian's work Christmas party. I looked in the mirror and felt unpolished—something I never want to feel when I'm going somewhere fancy. I just felt that my regular old freckled skin didn't fit the part with my fancy blue dress and my perfect up-do. So, I took out the sponge and foundation bottle that had been collecting dust for months and went to town, just like in the old days. I thought it was just for one night. I thought I could go straight back to being happy in the skin I'm in, but I'm sad to report, foundation's my drug. If I give in a wee bit, it's no time before I find myself right back to my old addiction.
So, when I looked in the mirror the day after the party, I again felt unpolished—and even though I had nowhere to be and no fancy dresses to wear—I again I went straight for Mr. Fix It. This sad morning routine went on for months.
In fact, it was just last week that I decided enough was enough for the second time. And, for now, I can say I've kicked the habit. I can't guarantee I won't go back, but, for now, I'm done with applying a mask every morning. So it's back to being natural, with just a wee bit of mascara and a good coat of chapstick.
Do you find it hard to kick the foundation habit?