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		<title>Facing Freedom</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2014 17:23:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kerri Estella]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I have always, for as long as I can remember, been bothered by my face. When I was young, elementary school-aged, my chin was the problem. It was little and pointy and I always felt that it looked like an afterthought, like I had been rolling around in the womb and going through the pre-birth [&#8230;]</p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have always, for as long as I can remember, been bothered by my face. When I was young, elementary school-aged, my chin was the problem. It was little and pointy and I always felt that it looked like an afterthought, like I had been rolling around in the womb and going through the pre-birth checklist, &#8220;Head: lips, eyes, ears, nose&#8230;.oh wait&#8230;CHIN!&#8221; and then it appeared, popped on at the very last minute.</p>
<p>I became aware of the crookedness of my teeth since age nine and soon after, stopped smiling with my mouth open until I got the ultimate suburban accessory&#8211; braces. Years later, my teeth came back to haunt me in the form of a Virginia Museum of Fine Arts Fall 1996 brochure. I remember my classmates coming screaming into the cafeteria, waving orange and purple letter-sized pamphlets. &#8220;Kerri!! Kerrrrrriiiiiiii! Is this youuuuuuuuu?!!!&#8221; And it was. On the cover, I&#8217;m talking the entire cover, was 8 year old me, teeth-besnaggled and on full display. At the sensitive age of 11, this was the ultimate humiliation.</p>
<p>I grew into my face and my teeth, assisted by nearly 5 years of braces, straightened themselves out. I battled acne all through my teenage years and ran a constant battle with the blemishes and hyper-pigmentation that that acne left behind. I, fortunately, had great skincare and boy, did I have makeup. Makeup helped me to FINALLY feel pretty. I was never one to glop it on but it did have a certain placebo effect for me. I had a good face underneath it all but with my magical makeup, I could banish the dark circles that had always plagued me, I could give myself some eyebrows (any shape I wanted!) and I could make people believe that I was beautiful.</p>
<p>But recently, I spent some time with a friend who has known and seen me in nearly every state imaginable, from pukey ill to black-tie ready. I hadn&#8217;t put my makeup on yet and he said unprompted, &#8220;You know, you&#8217;re not really one of those girls who needs makeup. I don&#8217;t mind it, but you look pretty good already.&#8221;</p>
<p>That struck me. So last week, I went to work without makeup. Intentionally. I was fully dressed and about to do my face and then, I stopped. I looked at myself in the mirror. Really looked. My skin was soft and smooth. I&#8217;d started using BeautiControl&#8217;s new Instant Radiance Beauty Balm (full review forthcoming) so my skin was actually kind of glowing. I was there and that was me and I was happy and healthy. I looked at myself in the mirror and I finally felt alright.</p>
<figure id="attachment_584" style="width: 187px;" class="wp-caption alignleft"><a href="https://i1.wp.com/test.therightstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/10390332_10204003879399075_8874899735254461552_n.jpg"><img class="wp-image-584 size-medium" src="https://i1.wp.com/test.therightstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/10390332_10204003879399075_8874899735254461552_n.jpg?resize=187%2C300" alt="Kerri, 4 years old." data-recalc-dims="1" /></a><figcaption class="wp-caption-text">Four year old me, the thumb sucking Olympian.</figcaption></figure>
<figure id="attachment_583" style="width: 201px;" class="wp-caption alignleft"><a href="https://i1.wp.com/test.therightstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/735052_708137245406_1661880253_n1.jpg"><img class="wp-image-583 size-medium" src="https://i1.wp.com/test.therightstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/735052_708137245406_1661880253_n1.jpg?resize=201%2C300" alt="Kerri, The Clents and Kendra" data-recalc-dims="1" /></a><figcaption class="wp-caption-text">My godfather, Clenton, having a DC day with, from left, 10 year old me, my godbrother &#8220;Little&#8221; Clent, and my sister Kendra.</figcaption></figure>
<figure id="attachment_586" style="width: 625px;" class="wp-caption alignleft"><a href="https://i2.wp.com/test.therightstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/IMG_2336.jpg"><img class="size-large wp-image-586" src="https://i2.wp.com/test.therightstyle.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/IMG_2336.jpg?resize=625%2C833" alt="No makeup." data-recalc-dims="1" /></a><figcaption class="wp-caption-text">Me at 29. No makeup, no filter, no editing and apparently, no earrings.</figcaption></figure>
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