You know that thing that happens when one room in your house gets repainted or redecorateed? How suddenly, the other rooms look like dumpsville? Yeah.
Now, I need a makeover.
I have wavy hair (since the birth of my son three years ago -- all the years before that, it was stick straight) and have been just "scrunching" my hair, or putting it into a ponytail lately. I wear jeans to work when I know my boss won't be there, and when he is in the office, I wear the same few outfits that never seem to require ironing.
Today, I used the hairdryer to straighten my hair a bit. I even ironed a skirt and a shirt and got all dressed up -- nylons, high heels, the works.
I do enjoy dressing up and feeling like I look nice... who doesn't?
This morning, I tried three different shirts and two different jackets on with this skirt. I wasn't happy with any of the choices, really.
I came to the conclusion that I love the skirt, and really like the jackets, but not all together.
Of course, after shuttling the kids around this morning, and contending with the windy, rainy weather and nearly being late for work, I was still feeling rumpled and rushed, despite all my efforts.
My feet were tired by the end of work today and I couldn't wait to get home and put my comfy Mom-around-the-house clothes.
This? Not too "matchy", but way more comfier...
Tonight though, I'll look through my clothes again and pick out something nice to wear to work, and iron anything that might need to be ironed, and tomorrow I'll get all dressed up again and maybe use the hair dryer to straighten my hair again.
And do you know why...?
I'll do it because damn, I need to work on how I feel about myself. If trying to dress up more and look more presentable/professional doesn't work, I may have to get a haircut and highlights. I'll blame Mo, of course.