It was the perfect storm. First the fixture in our bathroom broke and we were down to one bulb making it hard to see my skin up close. Then, I lost my makeup bag–just one of the hazards of lugging it back and forth from my spinning class.
So, I went a week without makeup or hair product. I apologize if you were one of the people who saw me during that week-long period. I wasn’t looking my best.
Truth is I couldn’t live without my Kynk Hair Honey, a fabulous all natural product that doesn’t irritate my already super sensitive scalp with alcohol. I’ve only ever seen Hair Honey at The Big Carrot, so off I went to replace it.
And, while at The Big Carrot, with my hubby and kids waiting in the car, I made the monumental, spontaneous decision to shift to all chemical free cosmetics. In addition to the Hair Honey, I bought two things:
I’m now determined to whittle my formerly overstuffed makeup bag down to 5 items max (blush, mascara, lipstick, tinted moisturizer and eyeliner). And, I want all of those things to be friendly to my body and to the earth. As the saying goes “what goes on goes in” and I want what goes in to not mess with my health.
This is a radical step for me. The last remaining “conventional” makeup item in my possession is my Dermalogica Sheer Tint Moisture–salvaged by the fact that it had fallen out of my makeup bag before I schlepped it to the gym that fateful day. A little peak at The Environmental Working Group’s Skin Deep database revealed that my trusted Moisturizer is rated a 3 out of 10 on their hazard scale–a moderate hazard.
Moderate hazard? Is it worth the risk?
I grew up with a mom who had a vanity table with a big mirror with lights all around it. I felt totally glamorous looking in that mirror. I think I probably spent hours staring at my reflection. And the drawers of that Hollywood vanity table were full of neatly organized fancy makeup containers that were incredibly alluring to me–even at an early age.
My ‘bubby’ (Jewish grandmother) was proud to declare that she never left home without her makeup. I’ve always kinda been the same. People don’t think of me as the “makeup type” because the makeup itself is barely detectable on my face. It’s more the gesture, the idea of makeup I guess that makes me feel “put together.”
But, I promise, I’m always wearing mascara and tinted moisturizer if not more.
That is until I lost my makeup bag.
So, giving up conventional makeup isn’t easy for me. There’s quite a bit of marketing baggage that has helped convince me that the familiar store-bought makeup is fun and makes me look pretty. In fact, when I got into the car today and unwrapped my new cheek and lip glow, eager to try it on for size, my husband (with whom I have 2 daughters) said “Just like one of the girls.”
And he was right. But this time there was a difference. I finally decided to infuse my enjoyment of cosmetics with my own personal values. I’m venturing to say that it won’t make me enjoy it less, or feel less pampered, pretty, etc. In fact, I’m already looking forward to my next trip to The Big Carrot for some tinted moisturizer and an eyeliner.
If you see me around, tell me what you think.