When it comes to everyday makeup, I really can't ignore my nude look. They're so easy to apply on my face and looks flattering no matter what outfit I am wearing or how I have styled my hair for the day. I feel like simple nude makeup is almost like a security blanket. It's the look I always turn to when I don't really know how I want my makeup to look for the day or when I just can't feel bothered to put a whole lot of effort into my routine. Natural shades with just a hint of pink or bronze are some of my favorites. Recently I've discovered some of the most amazing products in gorgeous nude shades and they are listed as follows:
In my Head
So I told myself to wait.
I told myself that I wasn’t ready. I told myself that my time would come. But it never did, did it? So, here I am. I have woken up five years from now, and nothing has changed. I never took the risk. I never stopped playing over the ways in which I could mess things up, the ways in which I could make mistakes. So here I am, and I'm not happy. Because I am scared of myself into staying still. Because I let the wrong kind of “what ifs” burrow into the soul of mine. I am worried about not being good enough, so I closed myself off. I am worried about failing, so I let my dreams die. I am worried about regretting my decisions in the future, so I forgot to follow my heart. I forgot to listen to what I wanted. I forgot to take the chance.
But the truth is — I am never going to be ready. Life doesn’t work like that. It doesn’t wait for me or you. So here I am, with all of this potential coursing through my very bones.
What am I going to do with it?
I told myself that I wasn’t ready. I told myself that my time would come. But it never did, did it? So, here I am. I have woken up five years from now, and nothing has changed. I never took the risk. I never stopped playing over the ways in which I could mess things up, the ways in which I could make mistakes. So here I am, and I'm not happy. Because I am scared of myself into staying still. Because I let the wrong kind of “what ifs” burrow into the soul of mine. I am worried about not being good enough, so I closed myself off. I am worried about failing, so I let my dreams die. I am worried about regretting my decisions in the future, so I forgot to follow my heart. I forgot to listen to what I wanted. I forgot to take the chance.
But the truth is — I am never going to be ready. Life doesn’t work like that. It doesn’t wait for me or you. So here I am, with all of this potential coursing through my very bones.
What am I going to do with it?
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