Today, for the first time since I lost my eyelashes, I went out without wearing any make up.
The first thing I do every morning is to “fake” my lashes with a line of eyeliner, today I was supposed to be alone at home all day so I didn’t. Then I had to pop out to the shops to buy something for dinner and I completely forgot I don’t have eyelashes so I just went out without make up, just as I would have done a year ago.
It feels so silly to write this because it’s like “Yeah, you went out for like 20 minutes to go to the shops without any make up. Everybody does that.” and I always feel so vain when I think of my small confidence achievements as a big deal but today, for the first time in a long long while, I have completely forgotten I don’t have eyelashes and when it came back to me (namely, when I met a friend of mine in the vegetables aisle and I noticed the eyeshadow she was wearing) after three or four seconds of panic I couldn’t care less. And that’s the best feeling in the world.
I’m so sorry for my sporadic presence here, but I’m running out of ideas!
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A big hug!
I’ve known this guy for some years now, and we’ve always fancied each other. Since I’ve moved to another city we just see each other two or three times a year now and he’s never seen me without a wig. Or, to be precise, he hadn’t until yesterday.
Last week he asked me out and yesterday we went for a drink and I really couldn’t be bothered to wear my wig especially since it’s so hot right now. I was very nervous he’d be nasty to me especially because he first noticed me because of my red hair.
I was wrong. He was super nice to me and just mentioned it once, asking me how I am doing and telling me he was happy I am comfortable enough around him not to need to wear a wig just to “impress” him on a date. To be honest, I couldn’t quite believe it, it was such a massive confidence boost!
So, my dears, remember that it doesn’t matter whether you have hair or not, or whether you wear a wig. If someone likes you for who you are he/she’ll think you’re beautiful no matter what (and you are, trust me).
Loads of love,
A short article from Cosmopolitan UK August Issue about a young athlete with alopecia. It’s the first time I’ve read something about alopecia on a girls magazine, it made me so happy!
Side note: I’m back, please cluster my askbox with your fabulous messages and submissions, I can’t wait to get them!
I got my first grey hair when I was 19. Now I don’t have to worry about that anymore ^^
Hello my dear followers! The latest ask I got into my email got me thinking: Would any of you like me to do some alopecian make up tutorials?
I haven’t studied as a make up artist or anything but I’m fairly good at it for being an amateur and I often do my friends’ make up so I have some experience about it.
I would be taking requests and answering your questions, since there are so many make up gurus on youtube and around the web.
On that note here are some useful links:
Pixiwoo’s eyebrow tutorial it’s great and the lovely Nic made a tutorial about drawing eyebrows if you don’t have your own! When I first watched this video I had just completely lost my brows and I don’t think I could feel more grateful!
Pixiwoo’s fake eyelashes tutorial on how to put on your fake eyelashes
EyelineHer a nice blog with a lot of useful beauti tips for people without hair
So, if you’re interested in my post and think it would be a nice idea please leave a comment or an ask and I’ll see what I can do. Also, if you have any beauty tip you want to share please submit it!
It’s ridiculously hot outside and I’m dying. Cold water is my best friend.
Don’t let anyone tell you you’re not good enough or pretty enough just because you don’t have hair. Don’t EVER let other people decide for what you want, not your friends, not your partners, not even your family. Don’t let them treat you like you’re sick or a freak because you’re not. You’re beautiful, bald is beautiful, no matter what people say because it’s not hair that counts. Fuck it, it’s not your weight or your height that counts either, or your size or your eye colour. Nothing of that matters and your hair for sure is nothing of import.
Don’t let others decide for you if you have to wear a wig or shave, if you have to take pills or take shots because they don’t know the first thing about what you’re going through. It’s you who have to be happy when you look in a mirror, so do what makes you happy.
I went to hell and back with my family because I’ve refused treatment since I was old enough to stand for myself but I am happy. I am 5’3, I weigh 11 stones and I’m bald and I’ve never felt more beautiful than I do now. I have accepted my body as it is and if other people can’t they can go and get bent.
Don’t give up, stand tall and proud because you, my friend, are beautiful and you deserve to be as happy and loved as anyone can possibly be.
I love you all.