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A girl asked me how old I am and what I do for a skincare routine. The subtext said that she thinks I look good for my age. I thanked her and also felt compelled to tell it like it is. So, how is it?
It’s like this: I wake up lookin like tired shit just like everyone else. I use makeup, good lighting, nice angles and flattering filters just like everyone else. I have rosacea, acne, blackheads, oil slicks, dry patches, stray hairs, under-eye bags and wrinkles too, and...
There’s nothing wrong with any of that. Human skin weathers a LOT, and I’ve had a lifetime of poor habits that contributed to my signs of age and wear. The point I’m making is this: don’t let anyone make you feel bad about what you look like without the smoke and mirrors...
And don’t let anyone make you feel bad for using all the smoke and mirrors you damn well please. It’s your face, your body, your image, your self esteem. None of those things are anyone else’s damn business. Do what the fuck you want, always. THAT’s the beautiful shit.
Accept compliments when they come your way because compliments feel good if we let them. Understand that not everyone will appreciate your beauty, and that that’s on them, not you.
Here’s what my skin really looks like, and so what? It’s no better or worse than anyone else’s and we all deserve to be comfortable in our own. Own it and be grateful that your personality is the best filter that will ever exist. Cheers, beautiful people. Yes, all of you.
P.S. This is NOT a fishing expedition. If you feel compelled to offer a compliment, I challenge you to turn that compliment right back around and point it to yourself. I said it, I meant it. Be kind to yourself—you deserve it.
This tweet was inspired by my conversation with @stitchmarks. She’s the real deal and worth following. 
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