Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The Look

I used to be the type of girl that wouldn't go to the mailbox without at least mascara on.

Boy, those days have gone the way of the blue suede shoe.

These days, I'm grateful to brush my teeth and get the knots out of my hair.

A clean tee shirt is pretty good.

I've got to stop looking like I don't care. I do care, and it's worth making the little bit of effort I do.

These days, my nails are polished. They are either OPI Red or OPI Sweetheart. Once in a while I do a black or almost black-brown.

I don't wear nearly the amount of makeup I used to; I don't remember the last time I had eyeshadow on. I wear grey/green eyeliner on the bottom, covered with black eyeshadow, lots of Clinique Naturally Glossy Mascara and bright red or pale pink lipstick. That's it.

Of course, I still lavish the Clinique Aromatic Elixir lotion all over. I've worn the same perfume for at least fifteen years now. I still like it and still get compliments.

I'm not wearing Dexter's basketball shorts out in public anymore. If I wear a tee shirt, it's a nice tee shirt. (Oxymoron? Maybe.) I'm trying to stop the tee shirt thing, as I have at least a hundred. Everything I've ever been to; art fair, concert, radio station, I have a tee shirt. I also like raiding Dexter's because he has hundreds as well, including "DETROIT: Only the strong survive" and a really cool Velvet Revolver shirt.


I'm adopting all of my beloved friends' advice on The Reluctant Housewife post. Per Hollly, the hippy housewife. Yes, the family is happy if they have clean underwear and clothes, and I feed them.

I'm going to do things in ten minutes increments, per T-Shirt and Judy.

I'm really trying to make this housewife thing work for me.

1 comment:

Nadine said...

I'm not sure there really is such a thing as a happy housewife. I'm beginning to regret having been so good at it for so long. Now the expectations (some of them quite unreasonable) are set in stone. Oh, to have even one day off.