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As I have been packing up my things for the first big move of my life for the second time in less than a year, I sat back and started realizing how much my life has changed in the 10 months that I have lived in East Village, NY.
I grew up in Harlem, NY, where street fashion was what I wore, and a full beat face was the standard. Bold eyebrows, bold lips, strong contour, colorful eyeshadow and cut creases was what I wore on a day to day basis. I wore long bright acrylic nails and I loved to dress up. I loved the compliments on the elevator and the conversations it sparked with the fellow beauty lovers that lived in my building, but overall, it made you feel like you were a part of a community. Like you knew what you were doing when it came to beauty.
In early 2019, my family and I decided to move to East Village. It was a much nicer area and it was just the right move for my family. But the second I got here I felt a little bit of a culture shock, even though I was only moving a few miles down. The blocks were quiet and nobody idled outside the buildings, the streets were usually empty in the mornings except for the few folks getting to work, but for the first time in my life I started to feel overdressed in what I usually wore. My timberlands and alternative clothes seemed loud compared to everyone around me, and I hated that compared to Harlem, which had reached it’s peak in diversity and everyone, regardless of their differences, sort of just... fit together. This place was a lot more cookie cutter.
The apartment was much smaller than the one I grew up in, and sharing it with 4 other family members was making it feel even tighter, so before I knew it I had run out of space for makeup and clothes, and I started looking up information on minimalism.
Very quickly I was down the Marie Kondo rabbit hole and I was asking myself what did and didn’t spark joy in my collection, and soon enough, I was down to one drawer of makeup, a half closet of clothes, and a handful of shoes... but in those 10 months, I also significantly changed the way I did my makeup and the way I dressed.
Cut creases and sharp eyebrows became grown out fluffy brows and no eyeshadow. In fact I gave away all 50 of my eyeshadow palettes.
Full coverage foundation with heavy contour became dewy skin tints and heavy blush.
I gave away all 80 of my lipsticks and exclusively wear tinted lip balms and the occasional red lip.
I cut down my long colorful acrylic stiletto nails to fingertip length rounded natural nails, always in a neutral or muted color.
My way of dressing also changed. I went from a punk rock, all black alternative look to neutral colors and jeans with a sensible shoe. I took up a capsule wardrobe after having 2 dressers and a closets worth of clothes during my initial move.
I shop sustainably, I eat fresher foods, and the more that I sit back and think about it, the more I realize I’ve become more and more like a new variation of everyone I see here in East Village...
So as I sit here, packing and realizing all this, I wonder, has your hometown or a new place you’ve moved to had a big influence on your makeup style? If so, please tell me how!
I’m so curious to know everyone else’s experiences with this.
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