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February shitposting, day 8
Feb. 8th, 2019 05:51 pmToday's randomly chosen theme is: eyeliner
I have never worn eyeliner in my life and never intend to.
There's a lot of makeup I've never worn in my life, actually -- everything except lipstick (borrowed from my mom), eyeshadow (borrowed from Nick), the blush I tried on once when I was, like, ten, and the thick stage makeup I had to wear for a high school production of Kiss Me Kate (which gave me a horrible outbreak of pimples). I haven't even worn that much since... I think Nick's college graduation, about twelve years ago? And I have every intention of never wearing any makeup again. This is partly because I just don't like the feel of it on my face, and partly because that's not an aspect of performative femininity I have any interest in.
I suppose if I didn't have glasses, I might wear a bit of concealer under my eyes because I have really dark and noticeable bags there and people ask me if I'm okay in very worried tones when they notice them, but other than that I don't see the point. I have a perfectly reasonable human face, so why spend a lot of time making it look different? This is probably related to my general indifference toward hairstyles and clothes that involve a lot of layers or fuss. I want a style that looks clean and generally put together and takes the least time possible when I'm getting ready in the morning: therefore, plain black or khaki pants, plain black socks, plain black or brown shoes, and t-shirt style shirts. The shirts can have patterned fabric, and occasionally I switch up with black boots, but that's as fancy as I get.
(My one exception is earrings. I am all in favor of pretty and/or sparkly earrings! Browsing Etsy for gorgeous earrings I will never purchase is one of my current minor pleasures.)
I find a lot of performative femininity fascinating from a cultural perspective, and also fascinating to dissect what parts I feel social pressure to participate in versus what parts you would literally have to pay me to care less about. Like, I do feel social pressure about weight and body hair, though I've resolved most of the former by not wearing clothes intended for display (because I am pretty asexual and aromantic and seriously do not give a shit about looking attractive to anyone) and the latter by always wearing pants so what does it matter if my legs are hairy. But I have never felt social pressure about hair length/style and makeup and fashionable clothing, which I assure you is not because people haven't tried to apply that pressure to me. It just seems to roll off. This has made my life a lot less stressful over the years, but to this day I can't tell you WHY those things have never made an impression on me. I wish I could, because it seems like a trick a lot of people might find useful. *wry*
In summary, brains are weird, performative femininity is a fascinating mess, and I'm quite glad not to be sticking pencils anywhere near my poor delicate eyeballs.
I have never worn eyeliner in my life and never intend to.
There's a lot of makeup I've never worn in my life, actually -- everything except lipstick (borrowed from my mom), eyeshadow (borrowed from Nick), the blush I tried on once when I was, like, ten, and the thick stage makeup I had to wear for a high school production of Kiss Me Kate (which gave me a horrible outbreak of pimples). I haven't even worn that much since... I think Nick's college graduation, about twelve years ago? And I have every intention of never wearing any makeup again. This is partly because I just don't like the feel of it on my face, and partly because that's not an aspect of performative femininity I have any interest in.
I suppose if I didn't have glasses, I might wear a bit of concealer under my eyes because I have really dark and noticeable bags there and people ask me if I'm okay in very worried tones when they notice them, but other than that I don't see the point. I have a perfectly reasonable human face, so why spend a lot of time making it look different? This is probably related to my general indifference toward hairstyles and clothes that involve a lot of layers or fuss. I want a style that looks clean and generally put together and takes the least time possible when I'm getting ready in the morning: therefore, plain black or khaki pants, plain black socks, plain black or brown shoes, and t-shirt style shirts. The shirts can have patterned fabric, and occasionally I switch up with black boots, but that's as fancy as I get.
(My one exception is earrings. I am all in favor of pretty and/or sparkly earrings! Browsing Etsy for gorgeous earrings I will never purchase is one of my current minor pleasures.)
I find a lot of performative femininity fascinating from a cultural perspective, and also fascinating to dissect what parts I feel social pressure to participate in versus what parts you would literally have to pay me to care less about. Like, I do feel social pressure about weight and body hair, though I've resolved most of the former by not wearing clothes intended for display (because I am pretty asexual and aromantic and seriously do not give a shit about looking attractive to anyone) and the latter by always wearing pants so what does it matter if my legs are hairy. But I have never felt social pressure about hair length/style and makeup and fashionable clothing, which I assure you is not because people haven't tried to apply that pressure to me. It just seems to roll off. This has made my life a lot less stressful over the years, but to this day I can't tell you WHY those things have never made an impression on me. I wish I could, because it seems like a trick a lot of people might find useful. *wry*
In summary, brains are weird, performative femininity is a fascinating mess, and I'm quite glad not to be sticking pencils anywhere near my poor delicate eyeballs.
