oscar wilde;

A man’s face is his autobiography. A woman’s face is her work of fiction.

This quote leaves me somewhat conflicted — on the superficial level, how much can we call a woman fake for wearing makeup? I think of makeup as a form of personal expression. Is it covering one’s insecurities?

I don’t think so. Sure, if I’m aiming for a ‘natural’ look, I cover those acne marks and enhance my eye shape and make my eyelashes look luscious — but I trade very little more than time and effort for a confidence enhancing boost. Makeup is like that eraser you’ve had since you were 5 and you use on ever test, that piece of lucky underwear you wear on a date with that really hot guy in Chemistry class.

And when someone is dressed incredibly dramatically, it’s an even more interesting form of artistry, an even more beautiful realness. That flamboyant blue winged outwards into red with a splash of multidimensional glitter on top — only true confidence could rock such a show of power and personal style.