I decided to create a post explaining the scar I have on the left side of my nose. The reason I wanted to let you know why is because the other week one of the customers at my work pointed it out to me. Like I didn't know it was there. It kind of bugged me, I don't know why. I mean I've had it since I was a baby and it's gotten to the point where I don't even notice or remember that it's there. I guess you can say I'm a little self-conscious about it sometimes. You see it? Nowadays, I try to conceal it with concealer & foundation so it's not as prominent as when I'm not wearing any makeup. Also, if you notice, I sub-consciously pose with the right side of my face showing in pictures. I know I don't mean to do it, I just do. Call me self-conscious, tell me that it's nothing to fuss about, but deep down I know I always will. Even when friends and famiy tell me they don't even take notice to it. My mom calls it my beauty mark, HAHA, whatever that means.
This is how it all came about. I was at the computer checking on some orders for a customer on the phone and my salesguy was helping this lady at the computer next to me. She all of sudden tells me that I have eyeshadow on my nose. I start to wipe the side of my nose only to realize that she was talking about my scar.
After she left, I sat at my desk, busted out my compact to see if in fact I did have eyeshadow on the side of my nose. Nothing there except my scar.
So what is it exactly then, you ask. It is actually a scar from chicken pox or so my mom has told me. She told me that I was 6 months old or something when I had chicken pox. I really don't know when I asked my mom about it, but I know it had to have been when I was really young because I don't remember even asking her. All I remember is knowing what it was since I was really young and having to explain it to the kids at school who kept asking me about it.
I remember in 5th grade there was this mean boy who kept telling everyone that he shot me with a BB gun and that's why I have that on my nose. Yes, when you make fun of someone the memory sticks to them like glue even when they are older. HAHA!
I remember in the past looking at pictures of when I was a baby and not seeing it there so I know that it's not a birthmark. Then when I looked at pictures of when I was 2 or 3 or 4 years old, it's there. Ohhhh, now I remember. When I asked my mom about it, she told me what it was and then I went to photo albums to make sure my mom wasn't lying about me not having it when I was born.
Also, I find it the funniest when little kids ask me about it. They'll come up to me and ask me "What's that?" And I'll tell them "What's what?" Even though I know exactly what they're talking about. So I'll tell them "Point to it" and they put their pointer finger right on the scar. Then I'll say "OHHHHH, That?" "It's a scar from chicken pox" Then they'll start the whole question/answer process. "What's chicken pox?" etc... I had that conversation twice with my two boys.
Again, most of the time, I'm not bothered by it and I've learned to live with it, but there are those times where I do fuss about it and I'm not going to lie about that.
P.S. The 2nd picture above was taken, I'm going to have to say when I was 23 years old and I had shorter hair. Should I cut my hair short again? I'm still debating if I should or not.
You see it? Nowadays, I try to conceal it with concealer & foundation so it's not as prominent as when I'm not wearing any makeup. Also, if you notice, I sub-consciously pose with the right side of my face showing in pictures. I know I don't mean to do it, I just do. Call me self-conscious, tell me that it's nothing to fuss about, but deep down I know I always will. Even when friends and famiy tell me they don't even take notice to it. My mom calls it my beauty mark, HAHA, whatever that means.