Throughout high school, I took a lot of pride in my appearance. I got up each morning at 6:00 to shower, dry and straighten my long hair, and put on my makeup. I laid out my outifts a week at a time and was voted best dressed my senior year. I dabbled in modeling and had dreams of becoming a professional dancer.
The summer before my senior year, I was diagnosed with a chronic illness. I lost over one fourth of my body weight, and any confidence that I had along with it. I could no longer take studio dance, and I was so sickeningly skinny that I couldn’t model. An ULTA had just opened where I lived, so after a doctor appointment, my mom took me for a makeover. It made such a difference! Like any 17 year old girl, I wanted to feel pretty. I may have been wearing kids jeans and sports bras, but at least my makeup looked good.
The summer before I started college, I became so confident in my appearance that I started to experiment with my looks. Right before sorority recruitment, I chopped my long hair off (gasp!) I started wearing a stick on nose stud. I quickly realized that wasn’t a good look for me.
At the beginning of my junior year, I was diagnosed with cancer. I was left with a bad scar on my arm. I became so insecure. I had the surgery over my spring break, and while I was still woozy from pain killers, I had my hair dyed so dark that it was almost black. Even when it got warm outside, I wore cardigans.
I was no longer “put together.” I was thankful for the Norts & baggy t-shirt trend, because I didn’t have to try anymore. I had “go to” outfits. My goal was no longer to stand out, but to blend in.
Today I decided that it was time – time for a makeover. It may sound crazy, but I feel like a completely different person. The lady that did my makeup was great. I left with more confidence than I’ve had combined over the past two years.
I know that we live in a world obsessed with looks and being beautiful, and I try so hard not to get caught up in that and in outer beauty. But I also have to remind myself that there is nothing wrong with feeling confident and putting pride in my appearance. (After all, I am a southern woman!)
Hope everyone is having a great weekend!