makeup to the gym
When you walk into my gym, the first thing you see, emblazoned on the wall in huge block letters, are the words: “NO JUDGEMENTS.” Immediately under this statement is what is quite possibly the largest wall of mirrors in New York City—or, actually, maybe in the world!
This is obviously a pretty cruel combination, but if I’m supposed to stare at my (sweaty, suffering-through-it, spandex-covered) body without judgements, you can be darn sure I’ll at least be wearing mascara. Smudge-proof, sweat-proof mascara, that is!
Here’s the thing: I don’t look my best when I’m working out. Some girls have swinging ponytails, dewy skin, and bright cheeks when they run—but then there’s me: sweaty, blotchy, with hair that inexplicably frizzes before the elliptical machine has managed to complete its first ellipse.
I would never, ever leave my apartment looking like that—and we’re not talking “natural” here, we’re talking haggard—so it doesn’t really make sense that I would feel comfortable looking that way at the gym, which is, after all, a public place!
And this is where make-up comes in: if I can stare into that wall of mirrors and concentrate on my face (still sweaty, to be sure, but even-toned and bright) I’ll have the confidence to let go of vanity and complete my workout. We’re not talking Kim-Kardashian-level face paint here (though if I had paparazzi waiting outside my gym, I’d definitely spend an hour or four perfecting my post-workout look), but just the basics: concealer, mascara, and maybe some blush. I don’t necessarily want to look like I’m wearing make-up at the gym, but I do want to look…human.
It’s not about attracting boys, and it’s not about competing with the dewy-faced girls. It’s about looking okay enough to not care about how I look. So, yes, I definitely wear make-up to the gym. No judgements.
What do you think about wearing makeup to the gym? Tell me in the comments!
makeup to the gym