But I think of style as an expression of an inner life, not just an artificial gilding or seeking the approval of anybody.
This is interesting. Because, I must say, what shoes I wear on any given day can absolutely set my mood for that day. Running shoes, it's a practical day. Cutie-pie shoes, a whimsy day. Sensible, nondescript shoes, a nondescript day. Stylish low heels, I am probably trying to feel impressive (to myself or someone else). (I gave up on stylish high heels when my left foot became cranky.)
Far more than any other article of clothing, my shoes reflect/determine my mood.
For other markers of style/femininity, I pick and choose. Plucked eyebrows yes; shaved legs only irregularly. Shaped nails yes (although never manicures); makeup almost never. Coordinated jewelry usually; hair-primping after that one barrette has gone in -- no.
you're on the list of people I'm trying to figure out how to get to move here
Stop that.
But
you're on the list, too!
I, obviously, wear makeup every day. And touch up my powder & lipstick every afternoon. Of course, once you decide to shave the outer halves of your eyebrows off, you kinda have to wear makeup every day.
Moisturizer doesn't count as makeup does it?
Tinted might. I extend mine with Photo Finish, which pretty much does.
I wear make-up if I'm going out or performing (which includes classes and auditions). Otherwise, eh, sometimes I get into a mascara mood for a week or two.
My apartment is mostly decorated along the lines of "how can I make a 10 1/2 x 13 1/2 space a liveable home without going mad."
Jilli! I just got here!
So? C'mon, Pete needs you to live near-by so he can sketch you if he needs art reference for fierce women.
Buffista Island. Needs to be a reality.
I will only wear mascara if I have the time to heat my mascara curler, because they just stick straight out. But at work, I always wear Photo Finish, foundation, blush, and eye shadow, and rarely any more or less.
My home decorating scheme is: Shit Other People Gave Me.
I call mine Early American Garage Sale.
I don't think my clothes or my make-up will ever be an expression of my inner life -- at least those things would never come close to a full expression -- because it would be too much trouble. I don't like altering clothes, and almost everything I buy has to be altered. I have sensitive skin issues that limit my make up choices. All of those things can be overcome with time and money, but I don't want to spend the cash or the hours.
This conversation is making me browse Aromaleigh.com, which I *cannot* do, because I just bought a computer and am forbidden from buying anything else for the foreseeable future.
It is also reminding me that I have to go home and change before going to the TAR party, because my work-look isn't the way I want to look on television.
At best I put lotion on my face. I so do not have the makeup-wearing gene.
