Where’s the fun in looking Perfect?

For as easily as I become frustrated by rudeness, I have never been the type to put off the “please die now” vibe. Usually I keep quiet, not because I feel better-than or am trying to rise above it, but because I’m usually so caught off guard and self-conscious by the comment that was just made that I have no idea how to react other than to clam up.

You know the day you went to work in a new outfit or with a new hairstyle? You were looking all stylish, feeling on top of the world and knew that nothing could possibly ruin your happy-fun cute day… Then some co-worker or classmate says, “you look different” or “someone has a new outfit” or “…bangs, huh?”, leaving open the possibility that your new look is stupid and hideous?  Yeah, I’ve had 2 days like that this week.

Yeah, the blonde-to-brunette change was a doozy yesterday. I can’t really expect people to NOT comment on it, but today’s events just really got to me.

I’m wearing a pencil skirt and a simple white v-neck shirt, heels, & minimal jewelry. My hair is up in a bumped ponytail with a headband, and I’m rocking the red lipstick and winged eyeliner. Rocking it, I tell you.

An hour ago, I was feeling very retro and adorable until I was handed a few rude “pinup wannabe” type of comments from two separate co-workers. I immediately ran to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror for a good five minutes looking myself up and down.

How could my shining self-image change so quickly and drastically? Feeling a 10 one minute and like a friggin’ bag lady the next? Ridiculous.

Just as I was about to wipe off my lipstick and replace it with clear gloss I stopped, thought, “WHO CARES?!”, and waltzed right back out there, adding a little extra hip swing to my walk.

So what if I have a couple hairspray speckles I didn’t smooth out? Who cares if my bangs are a little uneven and I had a smudge of eyeliner on my cheek?

I am far from perfect, but I feel darn cute today.

Headbands and things

After analyzing this video to death, I’ve realized:

  • I should never, ever chew gum again.
  • Must work on not acting like a total snob because I just realized I act like a total snob. Gag.
  • I do like the Bump It, even if I do somewhat resemble a pageant contestant. Va-va voom.
  • Maddie is too adorable.

So, yes. Bump It. If you watch the video on their site, you’ll agree it’s probably the cheesiest thing you’ve ever seen… but are you not somewhat intrigued?

It’s basically just a plastic insert that you put in your hair to give it some volume. At first, I wasn’t sure if I was okay with my head being so freakishly tall, but I toned it down a bit and it ended up being alright I think. Feedback is welcome. :)

And that headband with the big flower I had on the girl was made out of this old shirt:

I was glad — giddy, even — to see that big pink circus tent go. Yay for getting rid of maternity clothes! Let’s just pray I don’t need them again for a while.

No seriously… pray. I think I would die.