I’ve been trying to look more ‘put together’. A bigger effort than one would think! I discovered these little fabric twisties that act as rollers in your hair. When properly done they give you that tousled beach look (yea, that’s my put together look). I have been putting them in before bed, much to Mike’s delight.
Unfortunately this past Saturday I had forgotten to put them in overnight and had an event later that afternoon that I wanted to look uber good for. So I showered up and threw them in my hair that morning. But I had a laundry list of things to do to achieve looking “good” for this event and I needed to leave the house to do so. I studied my medusa curler head in the mirror. What do old ladies do when they have curlers in? Wear a cute little scarf tied below their chin!
I didn’t have a cute scarf. I didn’t have a hat big enough to cover them either. I frantically looked around my closet for a solution.
A big scarf! I would wear an Africa turban of sorts. Yes, it would be marvelous!
I also needed to wear easy on and off clothes for mystic spray tan. Sweatpants, yes and yes.
I met my friend at the nail salon. She didn’t recognize me. It was then that I realized I either looked like the Girl with the Pearl Earring (best case scenario) or a sick person. As I ran the rest of my errands I couldn’t help but think this would end like a movie, I’d run into an ex and try hiding behind some fire hydrant but my turban would give me away and I’d have to explain to him that I am trying a new look while fanning my engagement ring at non-existent bees.
Luckily I made it safely back home, unspotted, feeling brave.
Sometimes you have to look terrible to look really good, I think that’s the moral here.