I love your blog! Do you have any make up tips or advice for someone just starting to use it? Things like essentials or tutorials and what to avoid. I'm extremely new to it.
I am also somewhat new to makeup (my mother literally never wore any when I was growing up) so everything that I’m recommending on this post is based off of personal experience. I have extremely oily skin and focus all of my attention and helping keep my skin as clear as possible, so most of my recommendations are for products of that nature.
I highly recommend subscribing to Birchbox to try out new products. You fill out a profile listing your skin and hair types, and let them know what you’re looking to accomplish beauty wise. They send you wonderful samples each month, generally these are large enough for multiple uses. They will occasionally send you bullshit samples (I personally do not care about cheap perfumes) but it’s 90% awesome products.
Regardless, I hope you find this helpful! And thanks for the love. :)
1. Skin Type. Skin types are generally: oily/acne-prone, dry, sensitive, or a combination. Try to avoid using products that don’t suit your skin type, chain drugstores such as CVS and Rite Aid generally do a good job at stocking a variety of products (and there’s always Amazon). If you don’t know your skin type, start out using products for sensitive skin and see how they work for you.
2. Lotion. There are all sorts of different types of moisturizing lotions for every different part of your body. Although it may seem tempting, don’t ever use hand & body lotion on your face. You know how the corporations love to make us spend money! I recommend:
Jason: I love this facial lotion! It’s for sensitive skin and smells incredible.
SheaMoisture: This facial lotion is perfect for oily/combination skin.
Bath & Body Works: My absolute favorite hand & body lotion. Smells incredible and makes my skin so smooth.
4. Concealers/foundation! Ideally you’re looking for something that doesn’t doesn’t feel “heavy” or “sticky” on your face. If you’re uncomfortable using brushes, you can use clean, dry hands to gently pat concealer into place.
Hey Honey Concealer. This is the priciest item that I’m recommending to you, but this is because it last forever. I got a sample size of it from Birchbox eight months ago and it’s still only half used. Invest in yourself! Invest in your skin. This works for all skin types.
Nyx is another great concealer for oily/acne prone skin.
Maybelline: These can get $$ but last literally forever.
6. Lipstick. Lipstick is unfortunately not something I can advise you on, because I do not wear it. I do, however, wear tinted chapstick which I absolutely love. Fortunately lipstick is covered in several of the guides I linked to down below.
7. Facial Wipes. These are a great way to remove makeup, excess oil, dirt, etc from your face. I recommend:
SheaMoisture: Just because I would jump off a cliff if SheaMoisture told me it was good for my skin.
8. Nail Polish. If you can afford it, get your nails professionally done for $25 every two weeks (gel polishes last the longest). Most nail polish brands that you can purchase online or in a store for relatively inexpensive will last you a week tops. This is unfortunate, but the price we pay for our beauty. Here are some inexpensive brands that I enjoy:
Sally Hansen: I wear this brand in black every single day of my life and LOVE it. This is the longest lasting nail polish brand I have found thus far.
Wet N’ Wild: These are super inexpensive and relatively easy to find. Also- that name tho.
Essie: If you can afford it, turn to Essie for long lasting polish! This is the nail polish I will buy when I have the money to afford it.
9. Face Mask. I am OBSESSED with face masks. Literally. I just love the way they feel and how they make my skin super smooth and soft. I do two a week, which is not recommended for all skin types. If you have sensitive skin or dry skin, one a week should be plenty. I recommend:
Peel Off: This is a less extreme (and much less expensive) version of the blackhead mask you see heavily advertised on social media. It does make your skin feel incredible, but it doesn’t really help whiteheads or plain old acne the way mud masks do.
I use this mud mask every week. I bought it last August and still have about half a jar left. So incredible, so beneficial (for my skin at least), and does visibly reduce acne.
If you live near a CVS stop by. They actually make decent masks that are super inexpensive. The one problem I find with these masks is that they aren’t very thick. I like thick. DIY Banana Face Mask
I am so tired of the phrase, “the emasculation of the black man”. You can’t say ‘emasculation’ without 'the black man’. Why are we holding their (fragile) ~*~masculinity~*~ so fucking high. Because simple things like a romper can drain them of their masculinity?! Because getting your nails done professionally and getting a clear coat of fingernail polish can just turn them? Just like that? Because any “feminine” color has so much fucking power. Over the black man.
Ohh~ we (black women and other 'woke black men’) gotta coddle the black man and makes sure he doesn’t get dirty. I get it…Because the minute he touches this color, this polish, this piece of fucking clothing, these feelings, this way of thinking, he’s tainted, dirty, wrong, —–>gay<——!!
Nail polish can be used in glamours! Pick a specific color or colors as you would for candle magick. Here are some more ideas!
•white tips: stylish & professional look
•clear coat of polish: neat & modest
•square shaped nails: professional look, also a strong one
•round nails: softer look
•sharply pointed nails: boost confidence & attract attention
•to attract attention
•good for motivation & creativity
💎Studs & diamanté
•for prosperity & luck
•to attraction attention
•can be used to attract
•or to remove unwanted attention
•roses for self love or romance
•flowers and/or butterflies (since it’s spring)
•for certain fruit or flower stickers, look up what those things normally symbolize in witchcraft, if you’d like.
•while short nails are typically seen as masculine & long nails as feminine, I leave this up to individuals to decide how or whether they want to give meaning to it or not.
I have a question for anyone who's ever worked in a nail salon. I love getting my nails done professionally, but I have social anxiety and I'm terrible at making small talk. My anxiety also makes me feel guilty for not talking to the person who's working on my nails. Is it ok that I just end up playing with my phone or reading during the appointment? I promise that I'm not trying to be rude. How do you and your coworkers want customers to treat you?
Never worked as a nail technician(is that the term?) but I have seen plenty of submissions here from a lot of different professions that actually prefer not to make small talk. -Abby
Excited to share that we will be revealing the Rodarte Fall/Winter 2017 Collection tomorrow, March 1, online. Here is a sneak peek!
Ava Hawk McDean photographed by Autumn de Wilde.
Styling by Shirley Kurata & Ashley Furnival
Production design by Adam Siegel & Tina Pappas
Beauty by Uzo for NARS Cosmetics
Hair by Claudio Lazo for Wella Professionals
Nails by Thao Nguyen for Morgan Taylor Lacquer
Undergarments by Commando
As someone who has been in and out of the bowl, I know that a lot of girls entering the bowl have a hard time financially with getting the essentials together. This is a basic list of what I have found is the comfortable minimum that works for me. Most men don’t care about the label on what you’re wearing, just what you look like, so be sure to a) be frugal, not cheap, and b) take good care of what you invest in (i.e., take things to the dry cleaners, hand-wash lingerie, keep your shoes clean). Also make sure that, in the beginning, you are investing in essential items like the ones below - if you can get your SD to pay for them, even better. I live in Florida, so I left out anything that you may need in colder climates. Feel free to message me if you think I left out anything important!
Wardrobe (I tend to shop at discount department stores, designer consignment shops, and places like Forever 21 for inexpensive, but classy attire): - Little black dress - Perfect for most formal occasions - A couple colorful dresses - Great for formal or semi-formal dates - Dark wash skinny jeans - They literally go with anything, and will be less noticable if you have to wear them around your SD again. - A black skirt - Also goes with anything, but I know my ass and legs look phenom in a skirt - A couple fancy blouses - to go with the aforementioned skirt - A couple semi-casual tops - A few options for less formal dates - Swim suit - You never know when you’ll need one! - Undergarments/shapewear that match your skin tone - Works well under all colors of clothing, and will flatter your figure, but maybe not so good for intimate moments. - Black panties and bras out the wazoo - Black lace is universally sexy, and if you have to wear them more than once, it won’t be as noticeable as something with pink polka-dots on it. If your SD likes something in particular, encourage him to buy it with you.
Accessories (again, I like my discount and consignment shops!): - A large purse to match most of what you own and bring on most dates - A clutch to match your formal attire - Sunglasses - A variety of shoes to suit your needs - I like to have a pair of high heels, a pair of flats, cute beach sandals, and athletic shoes.
Cosmetics (does not have to be MAC or Sephora - check out e.l.f. at Target or on Amazon!): - Concealer - Foundation (Protip: have someone at a makeup counter match your skin tone, ask for a small swatch or sample, then match with a drug store brand) - Face powder - Bronzer/blush - Eyeliner - Mascara - Neutral eyeshadow compact - Colorful eyeshadow compact - Neutral lipstick - Pink/red lipstick - Minty, non-sticky lipgloss for kissing - Makeup brushes
Hair (cut costs by shopping at your local beauty supply store): - Shampoo and conditioner - Make sure you choose them according to your hair type! - Leave-in conditioner - My hair is color treated and pretty dry/brittle as a result, so I can’t live without it. - Hair spray - I like fine hold, just enough to keep things in place, but not so gunky that my SD can’t run his fingers through it. - Blow dryer/curling wand/velcro rollers - Unless you have megic mermaid hair, you might need a little help to get looking polished. I, personally, have an InStyler that I use, followed by velcro rollers for volume. Play around with what works best for you! - Bobby pins - Many a life has been saved by a bobby pin!
Toiletries (most of these can be purchased at your local dollar store): - Makeup remover wipes - Nothing kills your skin more than going to bed with makeup on, I promise you - Face wash - I like generic grapefruit scrub! - Moisturizer - Unless your skin is super oily, it probably needs to be hydrated! - Hair removal stuff - Men’s razors and shaving cream work better and are less expensive than women’s products. I also keep microwavable facial hair wax on hand, as well as a good pair of tweezers. Yes, women grow hair too, but a lot of these men like the illusion of perfection. If it were up to me, we would never need to touch a razor again! - Good-smelling moisturizing body wash - The clear gel stuff leaves my skin too dry, but I like brands like Dove who have a creamy body wash. - Body lotion - Duh. - Subtle/clear nail polish - Even if you get your nails done professionally, it’s a good idea to have something basic on hand.
In Your Purse (this is what I pack in my large purse on most dates): - Phone and charger - Pepper spray/knife/weapon you can legally carry to protect yourself - Contact info for friends/emergency contacts written on a card in your wallet - If your phone dies, or something happens, it’s good to have those numbers written down outside of your phone’s contact book. - Mints or breath spray - Gum is too fussy for me, personally. - Lipgloss/lipstick - Small book (passes the time if you’re waiting somewhere, and keeps your mind sharp) - Lint roller (especially if you have pets) - Small cosmetic bag with things you need to touch up your hair and makeup - comb, concealer, face powder, etc. - A couple band-aids - If your Jimmy Choos start giving you blisters, or your SD gets a paper cut counting the stack of Benjamins he’s giving you, it’s a good idea to be prepared. - Eyeglasses if you wear contacts - Any medication you may need - CONDOMS - You never know!
MISC: - A daily multi-vitamin - Bonus points for prenatals, which help with hair and skin - An emergency bottle of wine/stash of weed for when shit gets too stressful - A trusted sugar mentor or friend to vent and trade tips with - Business cards - You can get these printed cheaply at VistaPrint.com with your fake name and number on them, so if you are ever out freestyling or run in to a hottie in an Audi, you can impress the hell out of them. - Perfume - Proceed with caution here: some SDs are married and don’t want the scent to linger, others have allergies. Wear it subtly at first until you know what to expect. And you don’t have to spend a hundred bucks on a new bottle - the one I get the most compliments on is $20 from Avon!!
What should us below average looking girls do to be more attractive? I think my features are nice but I'm dark skinned (not my issue at all but society already disqualifies me) and chubby/short. Today I was with my flatmate who looks like a model! And one of the workers introduced himself to her only. Paid me no mind. I find this happens often with men. I surround myself with beautiful women hoping I'll catch there secret but I am not sure there is hope. I just feel so ugly.
You really need to get rid of the self pity and low self esteem first. That automatically annoys and detracts people even more so than your appearance. Get therapy if you must. I talk jokingly about how my mother hates my makeup and many people feel I’m over the top. It’s life, not everybody will like how you look.
Improving your appearance these days is relatively easy. I would start with wholesome exercise like yoga, pilates, burlesque, martial arts all of which can be found on YouTube. Move onto skincare, holistic health, eat wholesome and better, self reflection and Meditation so you feel better mentally as well as physically. Get your hair and nails done professionally often and learn how to tastefully apply makeup to flaunt those nice features of yours. Get the best and nicest makeup & skincare for you. Look into color theory so you can find which colors go well with your skin. Go for facials, spa treatments, skin treatments and massages. Always look clean, elegant, and refined. A woman’s beauty regime should not a burden but something she looks forward to.
It’s funny what you can convince yourself of when you really want to believe it (AKA my thoughts on wedding weight loss)
Just over a year ago, I made the decision to come back to this blog. I was convinced that I needed to lose weight for my wedding, and reactivating my old Fitblr account seemed like the best way to go about it. I knew that I wouldn’t be happy and that I couldn’t face people on my wedding day if I didn’t lose the weight. I told myself that getting married while fat was only going to make me miserable and that I would hate my wedding pictures forever. There were days when I made myself physically sick worrying that my arms and my double chin would keep me from enjoying what I kept hearing was supposed to be the best day of my life.
So I took this not-so-healthy motivation and decided to do something about my problem. In the end, I did end up losing some weight. It wasn’t nearly as much as I had hoped to lose, and I slacked off for the couple months right before the wedding for a variety of reasons. But that’s not important. I didn’t meet the goals I set for myself and in a way, I don’t really mind. I have no idea what I weighed on my wedding day, but in the end I was surprised to find that it truly didn’t matter. Now that our wedding is over and life has gotten back to somewhat normal, it all seems so trivial. I can honestly say that I don’t know why I stressed myself out so much over the number on the scale when I should’ve been more focused on the fact that I was finally getting to marry my best friend.
Moving forward, I do still want to lose more weight. I want to be healthy and I want to feel good about myself. But I think that if I had stopped focusing on meeting an imaginary, self-imposed deadline, I would’ve been able to make healthier and longer-lasting changes. And I know for sure that I would’ve avoided unbelievable amounts of stress and disappointment. I would’ve felt even better about myself that day if I took the obscene amounts of time and energy I put into hating myself and instead put it toward self-love and body acceptance. By the time I realized all of this, however, it was the week before the wedding and there really wasn’t much that could be done. I did everything I could do to feel good about myself in the week leading up to the wedding, which is really all I could’ve asked for or expected of myself.
All this being said, I did end up feeling beautiful on my wedding day. It turns out that professional makeup, nails, hair-styling, and a dress will go a long way in that department. Also, perhaps most importantly, I actively chose to focus on the fact that we were finally getting married and let the overwhelming feelings of love and pure joy drown out all of the negative self-talk. In the end, I was no happier on my wedding day because of the weight I lost beforehand, and I wasn’t any less happy because of all the weight I didn’t lose. My husband loves me no matter what I weigh, and I am so thrilled to finally be married to him.
down at your perfectly painted nails; you felt a kind of rare joy looking at
them. You hadn’t done your nails for almost 5 years, which must’ve been just
before the apocalypse began. You smile and blow on the greyish paint, almost
forgetting about how awful the stuff smells and accidently catching a whiff of
Before the apocalypse, your mum use to paint your
nails in-between painting her own, you remember the way she would strive for
perfection with each nail and not allow a single drop of paint to land on the
skin around your nail. Sometimes she’d even take you to the beauty pallor and
get your nails done professionally if she had enough money left over.
Its little things like these that kept a smile on
your face during the zombie apocalypse. Things aren’t the same; it’s hard to
find time to do the simple things you use to.
You almost forget your boyfriend was sitting ahead
of you, watching you carefully paint each nail, while a sleeping Judith lies
across the room. “Whoa, babe they look amazing” he said and grabbed your hand
gently, examining the freshly painted nails. You smile at your boyfriend and thank
him with a quick peck on the lips before you begin putting the lid on the paint,
preserving it for definite future use.
“No no no, don’t forget to do mine” Carl says
seriously and sits next to you, putting both hands down on the table.
“Alright my handsome boy” you laugh and open the
lid, seeing his face scrunch up slightly in disgust at the aroma. He looks up at you with complete
adoration and a slight glimmer of cheekiness. Times like these were what you
lived for these days. Sometimes you didn’t even miss how things were before the
apocalypse, because that means never meeting any of the amazing people you’ve
stuck with since being rescued from terminus. If it wasn’t for them you could’ve
become a damn happy meal.
You go into full concentration mood, carefully
painting each nail as perfectly as yours, you bit your tongue as a
concentration method which Carl always thought was adorable, he loved the way
you would bite your lips gently when you were deep in thought or concentrating
ago, if someone told you that you’d be painting your long-term boyfriends nails
while in the middle of a zombie apocalypse you probably would have laughed in
their face, especially after the mention of a zombie apocalypse.
say pretty hurts, but pretty stinks” he says between small, overdramatic coughs
and you can’t help but laugh. Judith stirs and makes small gargling noises in
her sleep and you shush him.
can be matching” you say putting your nails next to his, comparing them.
“How am I going
to explain this to dad? God Enids going never going to let me hear the end of
this” Carl says and laughs lightly
them you wanted to keep your girlfriend happy” you smile smugly and lace your
fingers with his, being extra careful not to touch his wet nails.
“How do i
manage to put up with you Y/N Y/L/N?” he asks jokingly and taps his fingers
against your hand
myself that same question every day Carl Grimes”
you lightly; you try to ignore the wet paint smell as he cups your cheek with
one of his hands.
I Didn’t Wake Up Like This - Sonam Kapoor on being a Female Celebrity (Buzzfeed India)
Even after becoming a movie star, it took Sonam Kapoor years to believe she looked the part. In this essay, she’s ready to bust the myth of female celebrity flawlessness.
Like every girl, I spent many nights through adolescence leaning into my bedroom mirror, wondering why my body looked nothing like it should.
Why does my belly crease? Why do my arms jiggle? Why am I not fair? Why are there dark patches under my eyes? Why am I taller than boys my age? Do stretch marks ever go away? Will this cellulite stay forever?
“Itni lambi, itni kaali,” a relative casually let slip at a family gathering. “Shaadi kaun karega?” It confirmed that my greatest insecurities were well-founded.
I didn’t know much at 15. But I knew I could never look like a Bollywood actress.
When I was 13, my family took a trip to Goa. Aishwarya Rai was there vacationing with a friend, and we spent an evening with her. I still remember that in blue jeans and a white tank top, she looked like royalty. It baffled me.
I didn’t know much at 15. But I knew I could never look like a Bollywood actress.
Two years and some surprising life decisions later, Sanjay Leela Bhansali cast me in Saawariya.
Despite being on the cusp of actually being a movie star, I didn’t believe I looked the part. I constantly worried that, if asked to dance in a backless choli, rolls of back fat would give me away as an imposter to the industry. Nobody lines up to buy tickets to see cellulite.
So I embarked on a series of unhealthy behaviours. I dieted serially; sometimes South Beach, other times Atkins. Once, in desperation, I tried a diet that had me eating pineapples all day.
I pushed myself too hard at spin classes, did power yoga for hours at a stretch, and developed an unhealthy relationship with food. Some weeks, desperate to drop a couple of kilos, I would simply not eat.
At 18, I went on a date that I thought went well. Later, the boy told our mutual friend that “Sonam is too big”. I didn’t eat for a day.
(Now, thanks to those dumbass teenage decisions, I’m stuck with acidity for life.)
I had assumed that the self-loathing goes away once you’re on billboards at Juhu Beach. I was so wrong. Far from accepting my body once I was making a living as an actress, I was shown new reasons to hate it.
I had assumed that the self-loathing goes away once you’re on billboards at Juhu Beach.
Articles surfaced online, photos zoomed into my arms and thighs, red circles drawn around the slightest hints of a blemish.
When I had a couple of movies out, Shobhaa De wrote a blog post saying that Sonam Kapoor “just doesn’t cut it in the sex appeal stakes”.
People started calling me flat-chested. I’d never been insecure about my C-cup but I got defensive about it on Koffee With Karan.
Eventually, I didn’t even need the tabloids to point out my flaws – I could look at myself on camera monitors and predict what would be criticised. I still remember the frames I hated immediately: the tight silver dress fromBewakoofiyaan, the song with Neil Nitin in Players, the swimsuit and shorts in Aisha, to name a few.
Of course, scrutiny of female bodies isn’t new, or even restricted to celebrities. I mean, raise your hand if you’ve ever been called “healthy” by a relative, or been given unsolicited advice by a friend about how to lose weight.
Raise your hand if you were told to stay out of the sun so you don’t get dark.
Raise your hand if you started hating your body after somebody else told you how.
Here’s what’s gone wrong:
We’ve been taught that women need to be flawless even when our flawlessness is wildly implausible, sexy even when our sexiness is a break from plot. We’re sprinting through Jurassic Park in heels, fighting supervillains in strapless corsets, being stranded on deserted islands for days without a hint of stubble. Real female bodies are so taboo that hair-removal-cream ads show hairless legs even before the cream is applied.
We’ve been taught that women need to be flawless even when our flawlessness is wildly implausible.
The rules of beauty are strict and it’s almost impossible to win. Anushka Sharma has been skinny-shamed, Sonakshi Sinha has been fat-shamed, Katrina Kaif has been fit-shamed. These are women who are and always have been staggeringly beautiful.
But where there’s a broken system, there’s a solution. The problem is in mainstream culture’s rigid definitions of female beauty. The solution, for me, has been in the women I know.
It’s been a decade since I entered the film industry with my awful self-esteem in tow and, thanks to the female support I’ve had throughout, that self-esteem is in a healthier place now.
I’m lucky to have had my friend and makeup artist Namrata Soni, who sees my face from hyperclose quarters and goes out of her way to make me feel good about it. When I whine about my laugh lines or dark circles, she tells me they’re natural and that’s why they’re beautiful. I have a forcep scar on the right side of my face and my lip lifts up on one side (you notice these things when you’re in front of a camera a lot). When I float the idea of getting them fixed, Namrata reminds me that they make me me.
Instead of letting me interpret my body’s quirks and changes as “flaws”, Namrata helps me celebrate them as unique markers of unique beauty.
I’m lucky to have had my sister and sometimes stylist Rhea, the hottest girl I know. When I’m beating myself up for being too lanky, for not having her curves, she shuts me down and insists I look good in everything she makes me wear. When I start complaining that I don’t look like I did when I was 21, Rhea tells me I look better now.
All the women who’ve championed me have taught me that kind, genuine support can change your friend’s or sister’s or colleague’s life.
(Think of how much better your day is when it starts with a compliment. Think of how easy it is to give that to someone else. Do it every chance you get.)
Today, at 31, I like my body because it’s healthy. I’m done celebrating thinness or flawlessness. I’ve embraced a fit lifestyle, clean eating, and the pursuit of waking up every morning feeling energised. There’s beauty in good health.
The ball is in the media’s court to celebrate fit bodies rather than thin ones, and to know the difference.
I know now that there’s nothing wrong with stretch marks, cellulite, or scars. They’re markers of our growth. There’s beauty in their realness.
And, for the record, I’m not writing this to discourage the pursuit of glamour. Anyone who knows me knows I love feeling pretty – fashion can lend power, makeup can become motivation, a fun accessory can become your source of confidence for the day.
But pursue prettiness for yourself, by your own definitions – not to meet culturally preset notions of “flawless”.
Because flawlessness is a dangerous, high-budget myth, and it’s time we shattered it.
Flawlessness is a dangerous, high-budget myth, and it’s time we shattered it.
So, for every teen girl leaning into her bedroom mirror, wondering why she doesn’t look like a celebrity: Please know that nobody wakes up like this. Not me. Not any other actress. (Not even Beyoncé. I swear.)
Here’s the real deal: Before each public appearance, I spend 90 minutes in a makeup chair. Three to six people work on my hair and makeup, while a professional touches up my nails. My eyebrows are tweezed and threaded every week. There’s concealer on parts of my body that I could never have predicted would need concealing.
I’m up at 6am every day and at the gym by 7:30. I exercise for 90 minutes and, some evenings, again before bed. It’s someone’s full-time job to decide what I can and cannot eat. There are more ingredients in my face packs than in my food. There’s a team dedicated to finding me flattering outfits.
After all that, if I’m still not “flawless” enough, there are generous servings of Photoshop.
I’ve said it before, and I will keep saying it: It takes an army, a lot of money, and an incredible amount of time to make a female celebrity look the way she does when you see her. It isn’t realistic, and it isn’t anything to aspire to.
Aspire, instead, to giving your body as much sleep as it needs. Aspire to finding a form of exercise that’s actually fun for you to do. Aspire to knowing your body and how to live well in it.
Aspire to confidence. Aspire to feeling pretty and carefree and happy, without needing to look any specific way.
And the next time you see a 13-year-old girl gazing wistfully at a blemish-free, shiny-haired Bollywood actress on a magazine cover, bust the myth of flawlessness for her.
Tell her how beautiful she is. Praise her smile or her laugh or her mind or her gait.
Don’t let her grow up believing that she’s flawed, or that there’s anything she’s lacking for looking different from a woman on a billboard. Don’t let her hold herself to a standard that’s too high, even for the women onthe billboards.
Tell her I definitely didn’t wake up like this. She won’t either. And that’s totally, completely fine.