There’s been some surprising massive life modifications in my world just lately – nothing too loopy, just a few job-related stuff. Though an important issues are nonetheless okay (well being, household and having a roof over my head), I’ve been feeling like issues are shifting in ways in which I might’ve by no means anticipated.
I believe the principle factor is that, effectively, I’m altering. I’ve been craving stability greater than something, and freelance life is so up and down. It may be emotionally draining.
With writing, I’ve all the time steadfastly recognized, deep in my core, that I’ll all the time land on my ft, however recently, I’ve been questioning if it’s time to dream a brand new dream.
I don’t know what that appears like, however I’ve determined to open myself as much as the universe and see the place issues take me.
Anywho, I used to be enthusiastic about all this yesterday *besides* for a quick window once I was at Sephora, exchanging the stick of black liquid liner by Rare Beauty that went wonky on me.
To be sincere it’s been kinda exhausting to be all up in my head ALL THE TIME recently, however for the jiffy once I was chatting with the great gross sales affiliate in regards to the execs and cons of brush tip versus felt lip liquid liner, my spirit felt lighter.
It simply jogged my memory that there are some small issues that one can all the time depend upon, like a skinny swish of black liquid liner on the higher lash line, to all the time convey you again to middle.
Though I’ve worn little or no make-up in the previous couple of years in comparison with The Earlier than Occasions (pre-pandemic), I nonetheless actually, actually like it for the soundness it provides me.
I is perhaps altering in methods I didn’t anticipate, however some issues, like black eyeliner, keep steadfastly the identical. Make-up has all the time been an anchor for me, and I’ll all the time respect it for that cause.
Your pleasant neighborhood magnificence addict,