JC Confessions #18

In the first few seasons of The Late Show, Stephen Colbert did a recurring skit, now a best-selling book, called Midnight Confessions, in which he “confesses” to his audience with the disclaimer that he isn’t sure these things are really sins but that he does “feel bad about them.” While Stephen and his writers are famously funny, I am not, so my JC’s Confessions will be somewhat more serious reflections, but they will be things that I feel bad about. Stephen’s audience always forgives him at the end of the segment; I’m not expecting that – and these aren’t really sins – but comments are always welcome.


I do not know how to apply make-up.

Other than the fact that I couldn’t teach my daughters how to do it, this has not been a hardship in my life. I’m comfortable with my natural look.

My main experience with make-up dates back to high school, when I was in some musicals. We had to wear make-up so that we didn’t appear washed out by the harsh lights and distance to the audience. This generally meant very heavy eyeliner and some blush, which looked good from far away and comical up close. Once, when I was playing Sister Sophia, one of the older nuns in The Sound of Music, I sported black lines on my face to make me look older. I remember getting comments that I looked good that way, which I chose to take as compliments of how I would look as I aged rather than criticism of how I looked at seventeen.

The thing about not wearing make-up that does bother me sometimes though is the association that many people make that if a woman does not wear make-up, she is “letting herself go.” While it’s true that I don’t wear make-up, I am not unkempt. While I understand that many women will not go out in public or attend video meetings without wearing make-up, it doesn’t mean that those of us who choose to present our natural skin to the world are less competent, committed, or caring than they.

Make-up is also touted as a way to “look younger.” I prefer to look, well, how I look. Admittedly, I am not good at guessing how old people are. I’m now sixty, so this is what 60 looks like for me.

I wonder if my long-ago teen classmates would think that Sister Sophia was sixty and I look like her now…

Author: Joanne Corey

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10 thoughts on “JC Confessions #18”

  1. I have done it all. Make-up, hair color, no make-up, no dyes. To everything there is a season, I suppose. As long as we feel comfortable in our own skin then we are all good, I think.

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  2. Some random thoughts….
    My mom wore very little makeup. Lipstick was about it, but de rigeur for her generation.
    In college, Joanne, you will recall my fuzzy-headed Mickey Mouse sweatshirt look.
    Post college, I was into frosty purple eyeshadow with pearly accents. Yes, the 80s!
    No makeup now, apart from the ever-present chapstick or equivalent.
    Your crowning glory of thick gorgeous silvery hair leaves all makeup in the dust!

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  3. Ah, it’s good to know, that I am not the only one who doesn’t “put her face on” as many make-up wearing women in my life say. I simply never got into it and I doubt I could have afforded it either. I think you look gorgeous! šŸ’šŸ™‹ā€ā™€ļøšŸ

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