Some girls grew up living for Saturday so they could head for town and spend hours at the MAC counter fawning over their latest eyeshadow. Me, I lived for Saturday mornings in Easons, perched in front of the YA book shelves, breathing it in.
Neither of us were doing it wrong. We were simply indulging in our passions.
I’ve been reading since I was three. It’s one of the biggest things in my life, my biggest passion, and connected to some of my most powerful and cherished memories.
I’ve been wearing make up since I was maybe 16. I’m still not perfect at it, but I give it a try for the big events, and I really admire women who can, and have, made a career from their passion. It’s certainly something I hope for one day.
Then, this came along.
The above image came from a Book Tube video discussing how a woman who wears make up, sits in front of a brightly lit room and records her thoughts and feelings on a book she just finished (and probably loved), she can’t be a “real reader”. That book tubers, book readers, or book fans shouldn’t have gone to Chicago’s BookCon and BEA to meet “the same eight authors they talk about all the time.”
To suggest we, the book blogging and book vlogging community, don’t read every book we feature, is insane.
To suggest we cannot read because we also want to wear make up, is degrading.
To say we shouldn’t go to book cons, speak to authors we love and obsess over their books together with fellow readers? Now you’re just taking the fun away from it all.
I believe I can read equally well when I’m wearing make up, as I can when I’m not. The only mandatory facial adjustment I make is wearing glasses.
Steve, we will continue to read whatever way we want, be it bare faced or wearing the whole stand on our visage. And if our mascara should run while we do, so bloody be it.
What are your thoughts? Do you agree? Let me know in the comments.