Makeup and Quarantine

Omg we've been in quarantine for way too many days. Personally it's been three months since I've been on a train (not complaining about that) but I miss brunch. I don't know why but it seems so callous to want the regularity or privilege of having brunch when there's a global pandemic. Let alone shop for makeup or apply it during this time. Eh, I've been getting lost in it and feeling guilty for it. It's like I make impulse makeup purchases and then I have the COVID-death toll looming in the back of my head.

I normally go through guilt purchases and self-obsess over products my clients may need or replenish necessities but quarantine has caused a YOLO type of vibe. Like, I bought a Natasha Denona palette paired with Pillow talk, Sol body wash and a Farmacy moisturizer. Then soon after I made another purchase the same day (within minutes of the previous one actually) Not that those products wouldn't normally be purchased but I make sure I keep myself on a budget with Sephora of $200 but I have been putting things in a different perspective in quarantine.

Quarantine has left us secluded, stir-crazy, and on carb overload but it has also made me think of what I want in life. Those thoughts are common day-to day thoughts but this three month seclusion pushed forth the narrative of " your needs matter most." I guess it has a lot to do with the fact that self-care is so necessary during this time but it digs a bit deeper than that.

Makeup has always been apart of my life, hobbies, fears and frustrations but in this time of mayhem it has been my saving grace. I have to admit, when I was running by my daily schedule it wasn't always apart of my day or something I looked forward to. I saw it as more of what frustrated me because I didn't have enough hours in the day to get to it. Now, it's what keeps me sane, normal and excited. It's what I look forward to and I may not be able to do paint a my mug everyday but I research new products, read about make and checkout the latest product. It's become more of a welcomed talent and with that has led to a new form of self acceptance.

It has led me to be more encouraged to pursue steps to achieve to my dreams. I think the steps are what freaks most people (me included) away from going for the gold. I guess the time makes you really sit down and think of how you'd like your days lived versus living them the way you're "supposed to." This time in seclusion has allowed me to be so annoyingly hyper-focused on my own needs that the "guilt" that I usually carry for my passion has reduced significantly (it hasn't reduced but it's lesser than what it once was). So in my opinion, I think those of us with our health in tact can take this time and take notice of what we're not paying attention to when it comes to our self-care. I'm talking more about the care that we ignore in hope that we'll forget of our passions that we can now pay more attention to. Until next time my loves.