I’m fairly certain I haven’t worn eye liner since I was about sixteen. I haven’t stopped buying it. I just apply it and then wipe it off because I am incapable of putting makeup on with out hearing my mom tell me to use a light hand. 90 percent of what I put on, I take off again. I don’t know why I reached for the eye liner today. It’s not like I was planning on leaving the house.
Turns out, I really hate the stuff. I can’t apply it correctly and I think it just makes me look old. Or maybe that’s just any makeup I can see on myself? I don’t know. The point? If you catch the wind blowing through your hair while taking self-portraits, it won’t matter how badly you’ve applied your makeup. And, if I really want to wear makeup, I should just have my sister-in-law apply it for me. End of story.