“and you tried to change, didn’t you? closed your mouth more. tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake. you can’t make homes out of human beings. someone should have already told you that. and if he wants to leave, then let him leave. you are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. something not everyone knows how to love.”
— Warsan Shire
It started in elementary school. I’d pass time in class by quietly unscrewing the bottom piece of my mechanical pencils, examining each part that made it work, and then carefully putting it back together. I looked to see what made the thin lead come out of the end I wrote with when I pushed down on the eraser. I’d try to write without the bottom cap on. Sometimes it would work. I liked to try different brands of mechanical pencils. My classmates had the fancy pencils with grips and long adjustable erasers. I’d take those apart and watch the mechanism that made the lead come out of those pencils. I’d test which pencils would work with different-sized pieces of lead. I’d try to use them with and without specific parts. I could pay attention to my fifth-grade teacher’s lesson on world explorers whilst repeatedly taking apart my pencils. I was a master at ensuring none of the parts fell on the white, dusty floors of my elementary school.
When I got to middle school, I began to use pens in class. Pens were fun. It was definitely an upgrade from mechanical pencils. At this point, I had mastered mechanical pencils, so now it was time to move on to the complexities that were ink pens. There were so many different types of pens, so many different kinds of ink. How did they retract? How could I replace the ink in this pen? What about those complicated ones with different colors of ink in them? I took them all apart. Then I would put them all back together. In between asking my teachers about tectonic plates and the Pythagorean theorem, I was meticulously learning the mechanics of writing utensils. They were something I used so often and so intimately, and I just wanted to know exactly how they worked.
So, yeah, I’ve always been this way.
It’s quite obvious I have a passion for blogging, but a passion of mine I never really get truly be productive with is beauty. So, I found a way to blend the two: I started a beauty site called ELLE BELLE BEAUTY.
I have been working on this for a while and will be working on continually. I am really excited about this because it’s something I truly love to do, and I have enough time to do it.
The goal of the site is to be a place where people can go to learn and share about beauty tips and tricks without completely emptying their pockets. Makeup is something that is fun for me and something that helped me feel better about myself. If I could help others achieve that, that would just be superb!
I’m not sure what it means for this blog. I don’t even know where that site will be going! But that’s the fun part about blogging: it’s not permanent, it’s completely mine, and I have all the creative freedom I want. There’s no timeframe. Of course I’m going to keep having the same thoughts that I write for this blog, so I don’t anticipate much change for this blog, other than the possibility of less posts. We’ll see! I still will be making YouTube videos weekly because that’s a totally different passion I am currently pursuing.
I feel better about being alive when I am working on something creative, and building this site has definitely been a place for me to channel my creativity, work on my blogging skills, and talk about beauty and cosmetics.
I very much appreciate the fact that anyone is interested in any of the content I put online. There’s a lot of me on this weird, wonderful place and I’m quite excited. Hope you are, too.