How we are first thing in the morning, when we wake up, is how we are at our most vulnerable. It's not the polished front we choose to present to the world. Oh no. It's a whole other dimension of bed hair and pillow creases.
It's not always pretty, but it's true and unadulterated, and that's actually quite rare in today's photoshopped world. It seems like quite a brave thing to do as well, when there is so much societal pressure and so many million dollar industries geared towards making us feel somehow worth less if we don't invest significant amounts of time and money improving on our natural state.
And even as someone who loves make-up, I respect a movement that is brave enough to celebrate the truth.
So we have goodmorningface.tumblr.com and xojane.com, a website where real women can upload 'confessional' images of them first thing in the morning in all their sleep-rumpled glory.
I love that this is becoming a phenomenon, with news outlets catching on and challenging their reporters to post their own morning face shots. A part of me almost feels like it should be recommended viewing for all the little girls who are growing up in a world where unrealistic images of women are hailed as the norm.
And to put my money where my mouth is, I took my very own morning face picture!
Not going to lie, the results aren't pretty and it's hardly something I'd want as my profile picture, but it's the truth, and is that really so bad?
I see someone with pretty cavernous dark circles ( I had a pretty bad sleep the night before, which doesn't help but they are always there!). Someone whose skin looks like it could use a little help as well! I see my bushy, un-straightened hair looking a little like an overused toilet brush.
But you know what? It's kind of sweet. It's not the hard, perfectly made-up game face I put on before I go to work, but it's probably closer to how I was as a child. I'm certainly not intending to ditch the make up anytime soon, but it's made me feel as if it's not the end of the world to be seen without it, either.
After all, is the plain truth about ourselves really so bad?
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