How Inner Beauty Leads to Outer Beauty

I planned my next post to be about make-up tips  but I needed to write this first.

Here’s a list of comment made to me over the years in regards to my skin:

  • “What’s wrong with your hand/face/shoulder?”
  • “Is that poison ivy? If it is,  don’t touch me because I am allergic.”
  • “Is that contagious?”
  • From elementary school, “Ew, you have Cate germs! Don’t touch her or you’ll get them!”

Here are some other things that have been said to me:

  • “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.”
  • “You light up a room.”
  • “I wish I had your eyes.”
  • “You always look perfect.”

Being teased and bullied as child taught one very important thing.  I really don’t care what other people think about me.  Now it would be wrong of me to say my feelings never get hurt.  Anyone that’s been picked on knows that. Instead of letting the hurt control me, I learned to control the hurt.  I get a nasty comment, I gently (or not so gently) correct the person, let myself be upset for about ten minutes and go about my day.  That person’s opinion of me has no power.  It’s alright to be hurt, we’re all human.  What’s not alright is letting that hurt define you.  I learned very quickly to be myself.  I dress how I want to dress, raise my hand in meetings and say what’s on my mind.

I wear make-up for myself.  If I go the gym after work and have make-up on, so be it.  I go to the gym first thing in the morning with a bare face, I don’t care.  I am more than happy to share my tips because every woman deserves to look like the diva she is, not because there is something that needs to be hidden.

Why I started this blog

This is a picture of me.  Pretty cute, right?

This is also a picture of me.  Still pretty cute, but something’s different.

I was born with a skin condition called epidermal nevus.  It causes parts of my skin to grow faster than the rest.  The result is red, itchy patches on my face, hand, shoulder, scalp and side.

I was teased all through school, told I had “Cate Germs.”  As I got older not only did I become skilled in the art of the witty comeback,  I became an expert at applying make-up.  Today unless someone notices my hand, they can’t tell there is anything wrong with me.

My biggest challenge has been finding make-up that covers my skin without looking like I baked a cake on my face.  I also have a hard time finding cleansers and moisturizers that don’t irritate or burn my skin.

I started this blog to share what make-up and products have worked for me over the years. I also want to let anyone with a similar condition know that you are beautiful with or without make-up.