This really happened. My mother and I were getting ready for a day trip. I walked out of her bathroom wearing a polo top, jeans, and boots. My hair was pulled back and my face was naked, except for eyeliner and mascara. She stopped in the hall, looked me up and down, frowned, then asked, “Are you finished?” I looked myself over. I thought I was pulled together. Hey, I matched.
She shook her head when I told her that we weren’t going anyplace special. She said, as she walked away, “But, you need to look like we’re going somewhere.” I’ll admit that stung. Most days, getting dressed up isn’t a priority. For me, mascara and lip gloss is my make-up routine. During the school week, I hardly have time for breakfast. The weekends are pretty much the same. I have just enough time to get into my mommy camouflage, which usually includes a cap with a brim. I don’t worry about bad hair days.
Although I thought I looked fine, I went back into the bathroom, curled my hair, and put on a dressier top. I wasn’t prepared for my attitude change. When I saw my reflection in the mirror, I felt good. Did I mention that it was five in the morning and I hadn’t slept well? I should have continued in my funk, but spending more time on myself made me almost cheerful and wide eyed. It’s so easy to get into a routine when you have a family. There are so many schedules to follow and things to do. The more you do the less time there seems to be in a day.
For the last three years, I’ve concentrated more on buying accessories than clothes. Shopping can be a chore because I’m at the mercy of the latest trend. There was a time when I was going to make all of my clothes, but I got real. Where would I find the time? I guess I shared this story because the world constantly reminds me that I’m fat. Movie seats are too narrow for my hips, restaurants have tables too close to the booth seats, and fashion is not always fashionable. Furthermore, I’m always going to be a mom and I love that. So, in the craziness of it all, I’ve just got to force myself to make that special effort. No excuses.
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