it is truly awful and evil that there are millions of young girls being told that covering any imperfection in their skin and lengthening their eyelashes so as to better frame their face and trying desperately to hide the natural shape of their nose is art. that this learned practice of picking out everything you’ve been taught to hate about yourself and systematically concealing or altering these things so as to make yourself more appealing is “a form of art”. there is nothing creative about the need to ~Be Beautiful~ at the expense of being yourself
But what if I like it? What if I love purple eyeshadow and just freaking transforming for a night into a vampirella? What if highlighter just makes me feel like it's an orgasm in the form of beautiful sparkles and that feeling of satisfaction when you draw a perfect cateye? when the wings are perfect and you just want everyone to see. When the lips are so red and perfectly outlined you don't want to touch anything with your mouth because you created that perfect line...
For some of us, it's not hiding, it's art, the face is canvas and we love it.
