I was probably in my twenties the first time I had a mani-pedi. Bella was just two.
I received a white Revlon eye shadow in my stocking when I was thirteen. Bella probably got a full case of make up when she was under ten.
I didn't get my first high heels until my teens - Candies, they were OH the rage; along with Earth Shoes and Dr. Scholl's. Bella got high heels before she was a teenager.
And so, we, the mommies, perpetuate buying into this beauty-fashion hype.
And yet... Hello? Have you met me? Fashionable I am not. I am not particularly glamorous. I don't have a Pinterest board about my favorite looks. I believe yoga pants are a wardrobe staple. I forget to put on lipstick EVERY single day. My bangs have their own agenda that has nothing to do with the cut and everything to do with hot flashes. If you've been here long enough, you know that I do battle with carbs as frequently as I do battle with my bangs.
I work at a hair salon, for god's sake. I am NOT the quintessential Hair Traffic Controller in any way, shape or form. And I think that's what makes me so good at my job. I look like a whole lot of our clients.
Do I wish I was more glamorous? Some days, certainly. And in time, I might reach a level of made up that is "the norm" at a salon.
I know I should probably approach food and exercise in the mode of a twelve step program. It. Is. Hard. My respect for those who are in ANY kind of a program is off the charts. It goes right down to the core of my being.
And so, it was with interest that I watched this short video yesterday and realized, that although I am not physically where I want to be, in the whole scheme of things, I am pretty OK mentally about who I am.
Knowing what the issue is is the first step. And I know my issues. BOY do I know them. I take a baby step every morning when I wake up. One of these days that one step will lead me back to a full walk.
The song of the day popped in my head while I watched the video. It's message is the opposite of what I want to say here, because let's face it, I want us to feel like natural women and men WITHOUT someone else making us feel that way.
In the end, I still love the song. Go forth and feel outstanding about yourself FOR yourself.
xo
I received a white Revlon eye shadow in my stocking when I was thirteen. Bella probably got a full case of make up when she was under ten.
I didn't get my first high heels until my teens - Candies, they were OH the rage; along with Earth Shoes and Dr. Scholl's. Bella got high heels before she was a teenager.
And so, we, the mommies, perpetuate buying into this beauty-fashion hype.
And yet... Hello? Have you met me? Fashionable I am not. I am not particularly glamorous. I don't have a Pinterest board about my favorite looks. I believe yoga pants are a wardrobe staple. I forget to put on lipstick EVERY single day. My bangs have their own agenda that has nothing to do with the cut and everything to do with hot flashes. If you've been here long enough, you know that I do battle with carbs as frequently as I do battle with my bangs.
I work at a hair salon, for god's sake. I am NOT the quintessential Hair Traffic Controller in any way, shape or form. And I think that's what makes me so good at my job. I look like a whole lot of our clients.
Do I wish I was more glamorous? Some days, certainly. And in time, I might reach a level of made up that is "the norm" at a salon.
I know I should probably approach food and exercise in the mode of a twelve step program. It. Is. Hard. My respect for those who are in ANY kind of a program is off the charts. It goes right down to the core of my being.
And so, it was with interest that I watched this short video yesterday and realized, that although I am not physically where I want to be, in the whole scheme of things, I am pretty OK mentally about who I am.
Knowing what the issue is is the first step. And I know my issues. BOY do I know them. I take a baby step every morning when I wake up. One of these days that one step will lead me back to a full walk.
The song of the day popped in my head while I watched the video. It's message is the opposite of what I want to say here, because let's face it, I want us to feel like natural women and men WITHOUT someone else making us feel that way.
In the end, I still love the song. Go forth and feel outstanding about yourself FOR yourself.
xo
She is no longer with the person who she wrote this song about.
Life's like that...
You make me feel like a natural woman
http://youtu.be/_TVFK4XIK2U
Life's like that...
You make me feel like a natural woman
http://youtu.be/_TVFK4XIK2U
