I quit nail polish


I’m not 100% sure how to react when people show me their freshly painted nails. They glorify it and makes it seem harmless. I want to tell everybody what I’ve learned. But I don’t. Not that I’m uncertain about my decision, it’s the direct opposite actually. I’m afraid to come across as too harsh or judgemental and that people will hate me. Yes. Sadly.

Around the end of last year I threw away my nail polish. I had decluttered my collection before, but this time it was about getting rid of everything. I didn’t have one of these enlightening moment, unfortunately, where I reached this conclusion. I finally let my thoughts take place and that was it. We need to listen to ourselves.

It’s this simple: I care for myself. My worth is way beyond bottles packed with chemicals. How can you claim to love yourself and still breathe and put this stuff on your body? I know that you are precious and deserve better. We all do. Think about it.

But it’s just dead skin? Exactly what I thought (or wanted to believe), it turns out that these harsh chemicals ends up directly in the body and the organs. Not a big surprise really.

I found an article about it but it’s up to you to be critical and do some research for yourself. I have watched a few youtube videos on the subject as well.

Yes, Chemicals In Nail Polish Can Leach Into Your Body

I can’t leave out all the other wonderful benefits I experience now:

》more free time! no more painting, storing bottles, removing the nail polish (puh!)
》healthiest nails ever! they are so strong!
》I never worry whether the polish will stay on
》I’m saving tons of money from not “having to” buy polish I wouldn’t even use up

Of course there are toxic free polishes but from a minimalistic perspective going completely nailpolish free is way more convenient. I don’t have to bother at all.

Do you use nailpolish? Do you agree/disagree?

I quit nail polish

How I became a minimalist as a teenager


Hi, and welcome!

I tried to figure out the perfect way to commence this blog. But I had to write something and it wouldn’t be perfect no matter what. That’s okay with me. My values have changed drastically over a very short amount of time. I want to share a bit of how much my life has changed through minimalism and just perhaps inspire someone else? Okay I will dig right into it.

Not so long ago I hadn’t even developed the thought of blogging about minimalism. Yeah, short before that I didn’t even know what minimalism was.

I am a teenage girl, turned 16 this year. The age might not be significant, although I believe it plays a big part. For instance, I am thankful for discovering minimalism before getting the chance to move out of my parents’ house. I’m talking about debt and poor investments. Had I moved out a year ago I would have lived quite an ordinary life. I don’t want that.

Turn back time about three years. In my dairy, which I no longer have, I wrote something like this to myself: “Promise me one thing. Have a big closet. Life is too short to wear ugly clothes.” I did not have that mindset all the time, but it showed quite well my priorities in life. Embarrassing. I never had much money if you compare to the other kids at school. I know now that I had everything I needed and more. I’ve always tried to feel happy, carefree and peaceful using different methods. Like most people I turned to material stuff, or more correct, the dream of material stuff. I would imagine how to spend my money once I earned my own, what my apartment would look like and making lists of things to buy. Then I tried to find peace in organizing my things, cleaning my room and constantly rearranging what I owned. It was tiring but for a while I thought it was the ultimate way to be happy. Organizing and letting everything have its own place. No. I was wrong.

Eventually I’d get exhausted from trying to maintain a clean look in my room. I compare it to how I was feeling at the time. I looked happy but inside I was lifeless. My room looked neat but behind that was drawers hiding crap and time used in a way I wasn’t content with. I knew I had to do something but what? I decided to only buy things with good quality. Then I didn’t see the point of keeping what did not make me happy. Now something really started happening. This was about a year ago. I don’t remember the exact time but oh I remember the feeling. The feeling of finding a way to live your life, for the rest of your life. But I didn’t know about minimalism, yet.

I searched all over the internet for something that told me I could be equally as happy without buying things. I wanted confirmation on my theory that it was okay to go the other way- owning less. A few days later “decluttering” and “minimalism” was all I could think about. (Yeah I still think a lot about minimalism for that matter…) It took me a year to get where I am today. I constantly figured I was done decluttering when I stood there again with three full bags ready to be given to charity. If it’s something I have learned is it that you never know where you end up so be sure to always have an open mind.

Now I am in a place where I don’t own much and my drawers and furniture are pretty much empty. Even so, I could declutter a total of seven things yesterday! I can’t believe I’m so fortunate to live my life like this. I am truly lucky. Every morning I wake up with a positive outlook on the day, tons of ambitions and I’m ready to fight for myself and others. I make sure everything I do is meaningful to me and sustainable for the environment, everything from watching a movie or making important choices. I can say “I love myself”. I went from an actual depression to feeling good even on my worst days.

Because somewhere in the back of my mind I know that everything is going to be alright.

How I became a minimalist as a teenager