Hello. My name is Jane and I have an addiction. It has been so long that I cannot even recall my first time doing it. I cannot go one day without it and when I see other people do it, I want to also. I am addicted to chapstick.
No, but seriously. I love chapstick. It may be a nervous tick, but it’s also my daily make-up routine. I am acutely aware of the fact that it doesn’t cover blemishes or accentuate my eyes, but damn does it make my lips feel soft. The amount of chapstick I go through is impressing. The amount of chapstick I buy is astonishing. Why do I need a container of chapstick in every room of my apartment and each compartment of my backpack? Good question.
Chapstick greatly contributes to my waste. First of all, I’m a bit of a scatterbrain. Ask my mom. If my head was not screwed on tight, I would certainly lose it dancing at a bar downtown and never remember where I left it. Thus, I lose chapstick all the time. For all I know there is a collection of my half-used chapstick containers floating in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean (along with trash from about 1 billion other people). Not only is chapstick wasteful, but it is also made somewhere far, far away and with ingredients that are often too difficult for me to pronounce. Though the ingredients with more than three syllables may not affect my excessive consumption of potato chips or ice cream, I decided that chapstick was one thing I could either live without or make on my own.
I made a lot of chapstick while I was working at a summer camp as a Nature Specialist. It was just beeswax, coconut oil and cocoa butter melted and mixed in equal parts. I took some home with me and I can use that supply once my lips are actually chapped in the fall and winter. Until then, I decided to learn how to survive without chapstick at hand all day.
So I did it. I kicked my bad habit of perpetually moisturizing my lips… for one day. So far I’ve done great. I reached into my bag a few times today searching for that familiar feeling of the container, and had to resist the urge to buy more at the grocery store. We will see how this green change will alter my life. After all, chapstick and I have been a pretty hot couple for a while now. It is strange to be on my own now, moisturizing my lips in more natural ways, but I have faith that we will do alright without each other. After all, there are plenty of fish in the sea (who are probably enjoying the benefits of my half-used chapstick at this very moment).