Makeup for Lost Time?

I’ve been wanting to talk about something for over six months now but hadn’t figured out how to broach the subject, that is until a conversation with my bestie Michelle yesterday. (Love you Michelle!) 

I couldn’t contain myself as I burst out and told her how I felt like a teenager again. And ironically, she also felt reenergized but for an entirely different reason. That made for an amazing conversation. (Though I’m spoiled because every conversation with Michelle is amazing.)

I’ll explain, but first, a little background…

A few years ago, I discovered that what had been identified as a skin condition (eczema*) that I had “managed” with steroid creams since infancy was nothing more than an allergy to certain foods, including “highly-processed food-like substances” we call “food” in our day-to-day lives. Now don’t get me wrong, I still technically have eczema but it only rears its ugly head when I do something stupid like eat crappy “food”.

Why am I telling you this? Because since getting my first professional head shots done, which is where I discovered that makeup was no longer something that caused pain and suffering, I’ve been able to play with the stuff. Woohoo!

And play is exactly what I’ve been doing. I've been playing with creams, balms, liquids, and all sorts of colours…oh the colours!

Here's what I mean by "playing":

  • Want to apply a super-soft & nice-smelling body cream for no particular reason? Of course! 
  • A fancy-smelling soap in the shower? Absolutely!
  • A smokey eye before heading out to the garden? Why not!?
  • “Canada Day red” on the lips for our country’s 150th? Oh, Canada!
  • Funky mascara before taking care of the books? Check!
  • Sampling a perfume before walking the dog? Sounds like a plan.
  • Fuchsia lips while working on this post? You got that right. ;)

I’m like a kid with a bunch of new tubs of Play-Doh. I feel creative, curious, and downright giddy. It’s a TON of fun!

And there’s nothing I won’t try just for the heck of it. No matter what, it will put a smile on my face. As a matter of fact, every time I go to the local drugstore, I check what they call the “clearouts” for neat stuff to play with (and yes, that’s where I found the fuchsia lip crayon). 

Like I said, I feel like a teenager.

Now, dear reader, if you’re not interested in this “girly” topic and you’ve made it this far, you deserve a medal and I hope this next part is worth it because:

This is NOT an article about beauty and skin care products. 

It’s about self-imposed limitations. 

For most of my life I’ve just accepted that I can’t do or have certain things because "that's the way it is".

"That's the way it is" has always meant that I can’t:

  • Use most products on my skin (including most sunscreens, powders, makeup, creams, lotions, soaps)
  • Do pull-ups, deadlifts and participate in a number of sports
  • Use chalk to help with grip
  • Use latex or rubber gloves 
  • Have normal-looking skin on my face, hands, arms and feet
  • Enjoy facials, massages or mani/pedis

It’s only in my late thirties that I discovered how to manage this issue and it’s opened up a whole new world for me and I’ve been playing around with it ever since. 

All these “couldn’ts” and “shouldn’ts" have been eliminated just because I stumbled upon the answers, some critical information I needed to hear and apply.

As I keep playing with my “new-to-me” toys, I can't help but wonder:

  • What else I’ll be able to try and do that I just haven’t thought of yet 
  • What other limitations I’ll be able to eradicate, or at the very least minimize, that I don’t even realize exist

I'll keep an eye out and let you know what I find...any suggestions?


*I still have eczema but, as my husband will tell you, it’s nothing like it used to be. Some days, my hands were so incapacitated that I couldn’t use a pen (thank heavens for keyboards). Most of the time now you can’t see any evidence of my "condition" (unless I do something stupid), whereas I used to keep Mr. F2P up at night with my incessant scratching. Now, as long as I stay away from milk proteins, lactose and anything that resembles white powdery substances, I’m golden.