Time for a makeover!

I gave myself quite a fright today. There I was, busy shopping for my daughters birthday, having a fine old time. Then I turned to look at a window display and saw my reflection. I confess I stopped and stared for a while. The staff must have thought I was really keen on some overpriced hiking boots. I wasn’t though. What caught my attention was how bleh I looked. I’m 33 but I looked like a hard living 45 year old with 5 kids. 

Let me paint you a mental picture because I cant bear to take an actual photo. I was wearing plain black pumps that have seen better days, grey yoga pants stretched to the limit, a semi decent grey and black knit jersey that no one could see because I had a bulky grey fleece jacket over it that had a fair amount of cat hair woven into it. I had a little eyeliner on but it’s unlikely anyone would have noticed it below my unwaxed brows and to top it off my hair was in the same shower-upstyle from this morning. What the hell. How did I leave home like this 😱😱😱

My first instinct was to be forgiving because I left in a rush AND its not easy to put together an outfit with a baby in one arm and a toddler underfoot AND its difficult losing that extra baby weight especially being at home all day every day AND I didn’t do my eyebrows because I have been busy party planing AND and and and. So many valid reasons that when repeated often enough become excuses. I could have taken the time to wear decent clothes, it would have taken me all of five minutes to grab something with some colour and shape. I took out a gym membership but havnt been for over a month. The problem is not so much that I don’t have the time as it is that I have just become complacent. 

I’m lucky that my husband didn’t fall for me based on my fashion sense and skill with make-up (both non-existent in my case) but I feel as if I’m taking advantage of his rose tinted glasses. I literally live in my super comfycozy, fleece, lime green winter gown. I’m always cold so this goes over the three layers im already wearing. It makes me look like a giant avocado. There is nothing sexy about an avocado. (Sorry vegans!)

Time for a change me thinks. If I look frumpy I will continue to feel frumpy. I went on a fantastic  Girls Weekend (post to follow soon) last weekend and it made me feel AMAZING to use proper clothes and some make-up. I even made an effort with my hair. I want to feel like that all the time.

Being a stay at home mum is a very rewarding job but it does make you lazy in some departments. My kids adore me whether I’m in heels (haha, as if they have ever seen me in heels) or bedroom slippers so I dress in what’s comfiest to use when rolling on the floor. But is that the image I want to project to my girls? They look at me with nothing but love now but what about when they go to school and I show up to fetch them in my yoga pants and shower-upstyle? When will it reach the point where they are embarassed of the way I look? I don’t agree that you need to be beautiful and stylish to do well in life but I do agree that people take a well dressed woman more seriously than a frumpy one. I want them to feel powerful. I want them to be proud of themselves. Kids soak up information like a sponge. I want to be a good role model. I want them to be proud of me. I want to be proud of me.

Here’s to makeovers of the outer to influence the inner. 

When was the last time you looked in the mirror and checked yourself out?


16 thoughts on “Time for a makeover!

  1. I find that I feel better on the days when I’ve showered the night before, have straightened hair, and have makeup on – even if my routine takes 5 minutes (hallelujah!), it does make a big difference for me. I feel more like it’s my “work attire,” even if that attire is to be home with my kids!! πŸ™‚
    Funny, though, just tonight I looked at my chipped toenail polish – with one very old pink layer peeking out from below a less old red layer – that I reeeeeally need to address my toenail polish situation!!!

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  2. Love this! It is so important to feel good about yourself. When my son was first born I looked like hotmess express 24/7 and I felt it too. Once I found some clothes that actually fit, and weren’t my depressing holey sweatpants, I felt 20x better about myself.


    1. I don’t know what I have started because now my husband goes “I feel like some avocados tonight…wink wink’ πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ but mostly πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆ


  3. I am right now sitting at my desk in my pj’s – which I’ll probably stay in all day. My eyebrows are atrocious, my nails are cut short (to avoid having to do anything with them) and my cracked toenail polish is on the verge of growing out – it’s been that long! My hair is ALWAYS in a bun, so much so that each time I do run a brush through it to wear it down, my little one stares at me with fascination…sometimes I wonder whether she’ll mistake me for someone else! You are absolutely right, time for a makeover indeed. Thanks for a lovely post.

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    1. Agh! I feel you! Now I’m forced out of my pjs because I have to drop my daughter off at school. I went for a gel pedi so my toes are going to look decent for at least another month and finally shaped my eyebrows. Next on my list is a haircut. I’m thinking something short so I don’t fall back into the ponytail/bun routine πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆ All the beat with your makeover but also enjoy those all-day-pj-days because they’re awesome πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚


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