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February 19, 2007
We're Back!!!!!!!
And I'm ready to tell you something that's underneath it all!
First of all, let us all take a moment to worship at the altar of Lani. She has been working tirelessly to get the site back up. In fact, she's constantly working tirelessly to make this site the awesome and fun place it is. Yay, Lani!!!! Underneath all the fun and laughs on this site is a lot of hard work, thought and determination. You rock!
Now, I'd like to tell you about discovering that I am not as girly a girl as I thought I was.
My mother is NOT a girly girl. She grew up on a farm doing things like harvesting tobacco. She didn't have running water or electricity until she was in her teens. Her idea of wearing makeup is to put on lipstick and that is only for extremely fancy occasions like weddings. She has her hair cut in a short utilitarian style that requires nothing except washing it.
I think my interest in things girly grew, in part, as a rebellion. I love my mommy, but we all gotta strike out on our own somehow. I loved makeup and clothes and things with lace and frills and ruffles. I liked high heels and perfume and pretty lingerie. I had not, however, ever been inside a beauty salon where you could get things waxed or ever had my nails done until my second wedding.
There were scads of things to be done that I hadn't even known about! The eyebrow thing alone was literally an eye-opener. Plus, I had always figured if my nails weren't cracked or broken that meant they were "done." Someone asked what my beauty regime was. I had no idea I was even supposed to have a regime.
For a while, I threw myself into the fray. I tweezed and buffed and shaped, but it all seemed so overwhelming. Slowly, I admitted defeat and withdrew. Nowadays, I'll have an intensive week of beauty right before a big event (like a wedding or a conference), but otherwise, my fingernails probably have their cuticles growing up all over them and my eyebrows aren't quite as shapely as they should be. I just can't quite seem to make it the priority it has to be to keep up with it all.
Which is what my mother always used to say. "Who has time?" she'd ask. Apparently, not me (although what I'm actually doing with my time is something of a mystery to me sometimes as well) and apparently, underneath it all, I'm a lot more like my mom than I ever realized.
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Posted by Eileen at 12:49 PM | Comments (8)
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My beauty regime is:
Shower
Brush hair & put in ponytail
Slap some moisturizer on the face
Go!
I just don't know how other women find the time to pretty themselves up. :) It takes me an hour to get dressed up for some special event. I certainly don't have that kind of time on a daily basis.
Posted by: Jo at February 19, 2007 2:33 PM
Oh, I know! Although I've never considered myself girly and it is for that reason... I'll have a great week and think I've gotten a lot acomplished and then look in the mirror and see a unibrow or something of that sort. I can't be supermom let alone superwoman! LOL
Posted by: Amber at February 19, 2007 2:43 PM
I am a girly-girl . . . but I'm a lazy girly-girl. Or, more accurately, I'm a nonpracticing girly-girl.
Back when I was younger, and single, and not a mom, I used to put a lot more time into personal grooming. Now I get depressed reading beauty magazines, because my reaction is normally incredulity. Are there seriously people out there who have thirty spare minutes a day to spend putting on their make-up? If I had an extra thirty minutes a day, I'd spend them all sacked out on the coach, reading.
Posted by: Whitney at February 19, 2007 5:40 PM
Yea Lani you hi-tech goddess.
I aspire to a beauty regime, but I often settle for hygene.
Non LC Eileen
Posted by: Eileen at February 19, 2007 6:46 PM
Ohhh, Whitney. Football coach? Baseball Coach? Any coach as long as he's a coach? And reading would be a euphemism for?
LC Eileen- not a girly-girl, but believe me, when those stray hairs start cropping up all over your chin, you are transported to teenagehood. Remember checking your face in the magnified side of the mirror for possible emerging pimples and blackheads? Now I go in search of that single grey nose hair that sticks out.
Posted by: wendy at February 19, 2007 7:02 PM
Eileen! You're so sweet, thanks for the shout out. My eyes are still crossing from the harrowing experience of switching webhosts, but I thought I'd stop in to comment and say hi! So, Hi!
Anyway, I'm not terribly girly. Unless I have to be. I'll clean up when necessary, but a ponytail and a good face scrub are all I really need to get through the average day!
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at February 19, 2007 7:50 PM
I used to be a girly - girl, but since marriage and motherhood have come along. I really just don't have the time. Sundays are the only day that I don't wear my hair in the classic librarian bun, why I find the need to try and look hot for church is beyond me...maybe it's a Thorn Birds thing.
The one thing I can't skimp on is the eyebrows if I let them go I look like Eddie Munster.
Posted by: Renaissancegrrl at February 20, 2007 11:04 AM
If I run a brush through my hair once a day I'm doing good. Makeup? Yeah, right! If I'm actually going out somewhere special, I might put on a little eye shadow and mascara. I can't stand all that stuff on my face--makes me itch!!
Ooo--hag hairs! Gotta keep a tweezers for those darn things! I have this horror of being old in a nursing home and begging someone to come a tweeze me *shudder*. (I have these old women that ride my bus and they literally have to SHAVE, they have so much facial hair. I could have nightmares....)
Posted by: Sheri at February 24, 2007 2:34 AM
