For as long as I can remember, someone has always tried to tell me what I could or couldn't do with MY BODY. From the government to strangers on facebook-- everyone has an opinion on women's body. Why?
It's my body so how the fuck is it your business what I choose to do with it? The most recent incident that's been going on in my simple life is the good ol' makeup debate. For some reason men, especially black men, have a problem with women wearing what they deem as too much makeup-- As if we wear it for them! They always feel as if you're trying to hide something or that somehow my makeup is going to make me a totally different person and I'll Catfish them.
I can pile on pounds of makeup and the only thing that will change is the evenness of my skin tone and certain features will stand out more. My red lipstick will not make me look like Rihanna... But it will make me look like Brittney with red lipstick.
I can spend as much of my HARD EARNED cash on makejup as I fucking want.
It's my body.
If you don't like makeup, that's perfectly fine... Continue to date your dusty girlfriend with the oily skin. Don't worry about why I use something other than "oil and lotion" for my face. Worry about why your mother looks like she's 100 years old while my mother is simply flawless.
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