UPDATE – super happy that the wonderful Trussell Trust made some space for me and I was able to drop off to my local food bank.
Hey guys, so I used to collect toiletries for a women’s charity in London, to help women and children fleeing violence.
Sadly the charity closed and I still have a lot of leftover donations. Includes soaps, shampoos, razors, lotions, sanitary products, toothbrushes, toothpaste etc etc…
Please drop me a comment if you know a London charity (please note the use of the word charity) who would accept them. I tried all the local women’s shelters yesterday and no luck.
As a person with a brain and eyes and an internet connection, I am a huge fan of Tracy from www.fanserviced-b.com. Even though we have utterly different skin types, I read her blog religiously. I may also make notes. Maybe. If that’s not weird.
Tracy recently wrote a post called Why I Think You Should Start A Korean Beauty Blog. Read it, dudes, it’s a fucking delight.
Starting this blog has been something I’ve talked about for months but never actually pushed the button. But now Tracy gave me tacit approval, well. Here I am.
I really love skincare. I really hate the beauty industry. Or rather, the beauty industry hates me. Either explicitly or implicitly, the message is, this is not for you. This is for real girls.
I can’t think why.
But, you know what? Fuck the beauty industry. Fuck the counter assistants who openly laugh at me, or on one memorable occasion, refer to me as “it”. As in, turning to her coworker, smirking and saying just loudly enough for me to hear, “I doubt it’s going to buy anything, watch it”.
Even online, beauty communities talk about their totes adorbs boyfies in sheet masks, or scream, “my eyebrows make me look like a MAN!”.
The assumption is, if you’re here you want to look pretty, young and fuckable. Here are the products you can buy to make that happen!
This is possibly a terrible error. But if you’re smirking, this isn’t for you. It’s for anyone who has ever felt excluded by the “beauty industry”. It’s for the young gay boy who wants to feel pretty. The trans woman who is terrified about going for a facial. The gender non conforming person who just wants nicer skin, godfuckingdamit.
Or if you’re as straight as a ruler but fed up of the unfair standards expected of women (and increasingly men) by an industry that treats aging as an offence against nature, come the fuck in and sit down. Bar is open, first round is on you.
So thanks Tracy. This is all your fault.