Because there isn't enough make-up in the world to cover up for the lack of self-love.

We are for the edge. The rough, the unplucked, the imperfect edge—from which we can see everything that's possible if we dare to jump from it and into the truth of our complexity. We refuse to fracture ourselves into acceptable, little, lonely parts that tell the whole story to no one. We are powerful in our collective imperfection. If you're only human, you're with us. If you're flawed, you're in good company. Beauty isn't a standard. It's a fact of your existence.