Accepting & Embracing My Bare Face

A few years ago, I wouldn’t, well, couldn’t leave the house until I had a full face of makeup and had done my hair. I was so self conscious about the way I looked and so anxious about having to go out at all that I always used to feel like everyone was staring at me – I sometimes still feel like this nowadays, but the fact that I’m pushing a pushchair and I have somebody else with me really helps (even if it is a one year old).

I absolutely hated how my face looked when I wasn’t wearing makeup. I hated the redness, the expression lines on my forehead, the general dullness and most of all, I hated my dark circles – they are so bad!

I’m only wearing moisturiser in these photos

However, things really changed for me after I had my daughter and it really put things into perspective for me. I no longer had time to spend an hour or so putting makeup on or doing my hair every day. I was too busy looking after my little girl and that meant that my face was bare 99% of the time.

I’m not going to lie, it took me a long time to feel comfortable with a bare face and even now, I sometimes have days where I think I look hideous and wish I could put some makeup on, but not wearing it for such a long time makes you have to just deal with what you’ve got so you just have to say fuck it and embrace the redness and the spots and if you’re anything like me, realise that nobody you pass in the street cares whether you’ve got makeup on or not because they’re too busy staring at their phone, or listening to their music, walking their dog or shouting at their kids.

Of course, I still love makeup and the days when my little one naps long enough for me to be able to put it on are great, but I know that I no longer need it be happy with my face.

Have you embraced your face or are you someone who really struggles with their appearance?

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