Something strange has been happening to me during recent late-night, online cart-filling events: I haven’t felt like buying anything. Maybe it would be more accurate if I said I haven’t felt like spending money on makeup. This happened concurrently with my realisation that a large portion of my makeup goes unused and would, in all honestly, not be missed if it were to disappear.
This is after the box had been raided.
Two things have come out of this. The first is that I filled a box with makeup, took it to work and have distributed the majority of it to friends and colleagues. The second is that I am going to change my spending habits – not a ‘no-buy’, because that is unpleasantly self-inflicted, but a natural adjustment to where my money goes.
Here’s how it happened. The top of my makeup desk is very, very messy, but everything on the surface is there because it gets used. My Sheer Glow, Brow Wiz, Painterly paint pot… all that stuff you know I love and use on the daily.
The rest of my makeup chills in my MUJI drawers at the end of my desk, out of direct sunlight (they got moved after I discovered a couple of lipsticks pooling in their tubes. Woops.) It occurred to me that if the entire contents of those drawers were to go missing, they wouldn’t be particularly missed. Things like bright blushes and far, far too many lip glosses and lipsticks.
I ruthlessly threw that shit into a box. It filled a fairly large box. I hefted it to work on Friday and by lunchtime had sold half of it to a girl in my team – mostly the NARS and Laura Mercier products that I had bought because I love NARS and Laura Mercier, not because I actually had a use for them. Here’s her happy IG photo of her haul, which I am also happy about, because it means all this will actually get used rather than languishing in my overstocked stash.
The thing with being a beauty blogger is that there’s a kind of baseless compulsion to acquire everything, regardless of need. Chanel puts out a new foundation and suddenly I’m at Farmers after work getting colour-matched, even though I have a new bottle of NARS Sheer Glow, and plenty of other alternatives if I want to switch it up. I find myself buying drugstore dupes of MAC lipsticks I don’t have or want, just to own them.
For a long time I’d feel uneasy about wearing the same blush every day, because I own so many and I felt like the others were going to waste. Instead of getting rid of some of the others, I’d chuck them on my face and wear them, even though I wasn’t 100% content with how they looked. I guess I feel like I’m not fulfilling my duty as a beauty blogger if I’m wearing the same makeup every day… as if that’s how it works? I’ve been wearing MAC Lured to Love every day for the past couple of weeks and I’ll happily keep that as my primary cheek-wear for the near future.
Some of the things in that box I was hoarding so I could write about them here, but I realised that the reason I hadn’t written about them, or even got them out of a drawer and put them on my face, was because I was completely indifferent to them. There is absolutely no point setting up, shooting for a post and writing if all I am going to say is “yep, that sure is a cream blush.” I literally do not care either way. That’s why I don’t miss them and won’t miss them. You can look at Siobhan’s picture up there and safely assume that my position on all of the products pictured is indifferent. I am pretty stoked that the LM tinted moisturiser matches her skin perfectly, though!
So where will my money be going? One big spend is on a pretty big blog revamp, so keep an eye out for that. I’m also looking to replace my Macbook before it gives up completely and I lose everything (I have probably jinxed it by typing this and it will be dead in the morning).
I think the realisation came, however, when I needed to buy new underwear and was cringing at it being out of my budget. Out of my budget my ass, I’ve just bought too much nail polish this pay! I did pop into Farmers to discover my favourite underwear brand was 50% off, so let me take a second to go on a tangent and tell you about the most comfortable undies in the world. These ones, let me tell you. Soft, comfy as fuck, none of this slinky nylon non-breathable bullshit. No pantylines chopping your butt in half because they’re “full brief”. Full brief, full comfort (not particularly sexy though).
Does this mean I’m going to stop writing about makeup? No way. Does this mean I’ll be more thoughtful about what I buy? For sure. I’m excited.