We do this thing sometimes, girls, about not doing or wearing or being something that we want, because we think it doesn’t suit us. We put ourselves down before we’ve even gotten going. That won’t suit me or oh no, not with my body shape or my face won’t suit that.
I used to do that a lot. Ever since I was first introduced to lipstick I wanted to go bright red, get all voluminous and Marilyn it up. But I didn’t, for a long time.
My face is too chubby, it’ll draw too much attention to my chin(s)
I’ve got the wrong skin colouring for red lipstick
It won’t suit me
So for years I wore nowt but an (admittedly lovely) coffee colour that was unadventurously similar to my actual lip color (just a little more polished and a little less chapped).
Then, M.A.C’s Marilyn Monroe limited edition range of makeup was released. It seems stupid to say that this was my corner point in giving zero craps whether a lipstick suited me or not but it was. In the luscious set was a glorious, glorious deep red lipstick called Charmed, I’m Sure, and I fell in love. I had to have it and I had to wear it.
I found that strutting down the street in my beautiful lipstick made me feel amazing. What else mattered? I’ve since amassed an array of different lipsticks that I would never think would suit me, but that I wear with confidence and have never felt any shred of doubt.
So when it came, a few weeks ago, the urge to cut all my hair off and go controversially short, I did it.
I’m a big girl. It’s something I’m continuously working on and that I’m happy with my efforts and progress, but I’ve still got a ways to go. When I mentioned my desire for a pixie-like cut I was met with wide eyes and hesitation.
“That’s not the most flattering haircut…”
“It will just emphasise your round face.”
“Those cuts only suit thin girls.”
I asked a hairdresser a couple months ago for the cut and she short-circuited me, made me doubt myself and in the end did what she thought would suit me better. A similar cut but much longer. To hide my face. When I got home I was almost angry with myself. I knew what I wanted, I knew what would make me happy and I’d let her change that because it wouldn’t suit me.
Last weekend, just before our sunny holiday (which I am currently enjoying very much, by the way!) I visited a different hairdresser and asked for the same thing. I was prepared to stick to my guns but I didn’t need to, she was a doll, loved my ideas and gave me exactly what I wanted and I love it.
It might not look right on me. It might accentuate my chins. But I feel amazing in it and for that reason it suits me excellently. I wear my short hair and my red lipstick and I just don’t care. I feel awesome, so I look awesome.
So, ladies, my message is: whatever it is, it does suit you, if you love it. Happiness looks good on everyone.
Photo Credits; Lipstick