Hey there, y’all! Let’s talk about this “gay make tu e” thing, or whatever them city folks call it. I ain’t no expert, but I reckon lookin’ good and feelin’ good ain’t got nothin’ to do with who you cozy up to at night. It’s like bakin’ a pie – don’t matter if a man or a woman baked it, long as it tastes good, right?
Skin stuff ain’t just for the gals, you know. Everybody got skin, and everybody gotta take care of it. Sun beatin’ down on ya, wind blowin’ dust in your face – that ain’t good for nobody, man or woman, or whatever else they call themselves these days. You gotta wash that dirt off, put some of that fancy cream on if you got it, keep things from gettin’ all dry and cracked like an old riverbed.
Now, I hear tell there’s some folks, the “LGBTQ” folks they call ’em, makin’ their own face paints and creams and such. Good for them, I say! Everybody gotta make a livin’, and if they makin’ good stuff, why not buy it? Don’t matter who’s makin’ it, long as it works.
- Cleanin’ your face: Just like washin’ the dishes after supper, you gotta clean your face. Get all that dirt and grime off, so your skin can breathe.
- Keepin’ it moist: Like waterin’ your garden, you gotta keep your skin moist. Find a cream or somethin’ that works for you and slather it on.
- Sun smarts: Sun’s good for growin’ tomatoes, but too much ain’t good for your skin. Wear a hat, find some shade, or put on that sunscreen stuff if you gotta be out in it all day.
I seen some of them fancy magazines at the store, talkin’ ’bout “Pride Month” and all them different beauty brands. Sounds like a whole lot of fuss to me, but hey, if it makes folks happy, who am I to judge? There’s this brand, “Well People” they call it, founded by some folks with names I can’t even pronounce. They makin’ makeup and skin stuff, and people seem to like it. Then there’s a bunch of other little companies, all run by folks who ain’t the “straight and narrow” type, I guess you could say. More power to ’em, I say!
You know, back in my day, we just used soap and water. Maybe some lard on your face if it got real dry. But times change, I guess. Now you got creams and serums and all sorts of fancy things. And it don’t matter if you’re a man, woman, or somethin’ in between – you can use whatever you want. It’s your face, your body, you do what you please with it.
Some folks get all worked up about who loves who and what kind of makeup folks wear. Me, I don’t see the point. Long as you ain’t hurtin’ nobody, do what makes you happy. If slappin’ on some lipstick or usin’ a fancy face cream makes you feel good, go for it. Don’t let nobody tell you different.
This “gay make tu e,” if that’s what you wanna call it, is just about takin’ care of yourself. It’s about feelin’ good in your own skin, no matter who you are or who you love. And that ain’t nothin’ to be ashamed of. So go on, find yourself some good stuff, slap it on, and strut your stuff. You deserve to feel good, same as anybody else.
And don’t let them fancy words and city slicker talk fool ya. It ain’t complicated. Clean your face, keep it moist, and stay out of the sun too much. That’s all there is to it, whether you’re buyin’ from some big company or some fella down the street. Just find what works for you and go with it. That’s my two cents, anyway.
So, there you have it. My thoughts on this whole “gay make tu e” thing. Maybe I ain’t said it all fancy like them city folks, but I reckon I got my point across. Take care of yourselves, y’all. And remember, bein’ kind to yourself and others is the most beautiful thing you can do.
