A Note to My 18-Year-Old Self.

18 Year Old Tara

I’ve been blogging for 4 years and some change. Between now and 2012, a lot has changed. I’d like to believe I’ve grown up a little and my writing style has become more me and less the typical blogger. I was going through some of my oldest posts to update their links and keep them current when I stumbled upon one of my first Face Of The Day (FOTD) posts. My early writing could make the most unabashed person cringe, but I was so surprised at how I made myself come across in this post specifically because it didn’t feel like me, then or now. If I could send a nice little note to my past self, this would be it.

Okay, yes, you’re in love.

Ah, 18-year-old Tara. Little baby, Tara. I wish I could step back in time and slap some sense into you. You were so freshly in love and the cool thing is you’re still deeply in love. It’s insane. You even live together. B is in the other room studying Calculus right now. It’s lovely. You complement each other and make each other so happy.

But…

I know you know better than to be someone who dulls your shine for someone else. Don’t ever let anyone dictate what you do to feel comfortable and confident in yourself. B has never been and still isn’t someone who cares about whether or not you have makeup on. Part of why you love him is because he loves you however you are. Makeup, no makeup, fit, chubby, happy, sad. He always loves you. He’s great and so are you. If you want to wear makeup, do it. If you don’t, that’s fine too. Do what you want and do it for you.


At the time, makeup wasn’t brand new for me, but I was just starting to experiment with color and products I had never used before. In a way, I’m lucky that I’ve always felt comfortable without makeup on, but I don’t want anyone to ever feel like they have to conform to the “ideals” of their significant other or another person to make them happy. Make you happy.

-Tara Joy

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