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You are joking, right? You have clearly never suffered from bad skin. [/QUOTE]
Well, bless your heart! Ummm, over-reaction may have occurred in the vicinity. :eek:
OP asked for honest opinions. And nope, sorry, your assumptions about my own past are completely incorrect. I have obviously just chosen a different response to cultural undercurrents than others.
Not even once or ever would I say that cosmetics make anyone a bad OR lesser person. I just strongly believe in encouraging and empowering women to present their own faces to the world instead of feeling pressured to change them. If a woman chooses to use cosmetics as a decorative method of expression, etc, go for it. Do what YOU want to do. But the “I must ‘fix’ myself” mentality is a battle we should all fight.
If it makes you feel better, actually, I have always had terrible acne, especially growing up. Kids are mean, and I was (still am, several decades later) dorky, oily, & smart, so I got all the ‘fun.’ I have several scars on my face from voracious chicken pox and others elsewhere from injuries. Add to that my job and lifestyle and my possibly permanent layer of sunscreen and bugspray, well, no photographers are chasing me down the street!
My message is MEANT, however, to encourage women not to let the words and actions of others shape their self-esteem. I know all too well that mean people are mean, they’ve given me plenty of evidence. And we get barraged by messages that wrinkles are bad, scars are even worse, and we should look like X.
Life is way too short to spend time on thoughtless judgement from insecure, mean-spirited people. Like the guys who worked at a pharmacy I stopped at a few years ago, just after I had ridden. I was in my typical best “smelly homeless person in tights and funny boots with a very dirty old t-shirt” outfit, perfectly matched with my hair that resembles a cocker spaniel in an electrical storm. These guys in their early 20s followed me down the aisle giggling and making horse noises in ridicule. I think I pulled a muscle rolling my eyes - but they just made themselves look like idiotic a$$holes. I had to laugh at the fact that they probably thought quite highly of themselves. shrug I know who I am and people like that know nothing about me – perhaps I was lucky to come from a background that encouraged and fed that knowledge.
And sorry, throwing the cancer card down on the table is neither relevant nor conducive to conversation. Brain cancer stole my fiance and our future, so I’m not going there.
Dangit, broke my rule again…stay out of the hunter folder, stay out of the hunter folder…agggghhhhh…as you were…