Honestly, calling make up a ‘choice’ is more insulting than acknowledging the socialisation of beauty standards.
I don’t get out of bed and choose to put make up on. There is no choice for me.
I look at myself and I look bare, ugly, wrong. The question of whether or not I’ll put make up on does not cross my mind because I already know the answer.
That’s why it’s important that we recognise that we are socialised into the hatred of our faces.
Until we look at the reasons behind the decisions that we make, we can’t really call them choices.
Until I’m comfortable with how I look without make up, I won’t call that a choice.
Until we stop basing a woman’s worth on her looks, it is not a choice.