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The Price Of Beauty, December 8th

I’m not attempting to break the bank when I visit Sephora, makeup counters in department stores or invest in minor cosmetic procedures. But it does take a bit of magic and tomfoolery to look like this, ya know what I’m sayin? And the glam purchases that constitute my routine are necessary ones, not luxuries. Keeping up with the price of beauty seems to be getting harder and harder.

I seriously considered going the way of Alicia Keys and Pamela Anderson– fresh faced and fancy free. Alas, I do not get weekly facials or have a dermatologist on speed dial. So I need a little help doing a little something to my starter face before I leave the house each day.

And who doesn’t like a little glow up every so often to feel good about themselves?

To be honest, I don’t go all that crazy with beauty products. I have a few hair supplies and mixins but they aren’t unreasonable. Yes, I like lip gloss, blush and eye makeup to enhance my features. And too often I am tempted to buy the latest and greatest formulation or color.

My moisturizer does clock in at the three figure price point– but I use it so sparingly and only replace the jar once a year. I do favor great smelling body wash that I buy in bulk super cheap in France, and I use the same soap brand like religion. So I wouldn’t consider myself a minimalist, but I’m definitely on the lighter side of beauty stockpiling. And I swear my shower looks nothing like this lunatic’s!

There’s a hilarious stylish Grandma named Dirty Darlene going viral on Instagram for her snappy attitude and colorful language. Have you seen her yet? She wears fancy suits and carries a designer handbag. Her silver locks are perfectly coiffed and she’s always in super dark moviestar sunnies. Recently she was asked if she thought women were gold diggers. This was her candid reply, “No such thing as a gold digger. Women are expensive. Find one in your price range and shut the f*ck up!” Yesssss, Queen!!!

As we age, we meaning me, I’m more and more tempted to fight nature and try to look just a tad younger than my countenance allows. So I’m not ashamed to have a little filler to soften the smile lines around my eyes… but it stops there for now. I’m not trying to keep up with any Kardashian by going under the knife. But imagine if we were all able to tweak our physical appearance to look the absolute best we could. A slightly thinner nose. An 11 degree angle shift on that stubborn incisor that likes to crowd an otherwise pretty smile? Brow lift. Thicker hair at the crown anyone? The disappearance of crows feet or sun spots or freckles. Would we even recognize ourselves in the mirror? I’m still freaking out that I’m a blonde and it’s been about ten years since I started highlights!

The price of glam seems like it’s just going to keep increasing as beauty standards get more complicated and expensive. For a woman there’s hair, nails, lashes, toes, no hair, face, makeup, and the list goes on and on. It’s getting pricey to leave the house!

And also, can the movie industry just quit it with the waste of lipstick? It sets an unrealistic precedent. I don’t know a single woman that would use her favorite YSL Butter Balm to scribble a message on a dirty bathroom mirror or on a napkin. It’s just wrong and ewwww.

Thank goodness most of us have work from home days when we don’t have to be on camera. Our collective bed heads can do their thing and we can save on time and products by going au natural. I strive to remember that true beauty is on the inside… but most of the time that thought occurs to me I’m in front of the magnifying mirror piling on my lipgloss. Happy Monday, friends. You look fabulous today.

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