Let's Makeup

I am my Mother's daughter through and through. Each and every day I think I become more like her...and I could not be happier. I am forgetful, clumsy, I laugh at everything (now), I can be a bit if a smart airhead, I love butterflies, bright colors, matching, and makeup! That gal was a hell of a woman!

I recently traveled on business and spent plenty of time in observation at airports, rest stops and restaurants. One thing I notice about women is that it seems at some certain age...women seem to give up. Or maybe they did that long ago...or never cared what society thought....but they gave up being concerned about their outward appearance. I found myself looking at women of all ages (I tend to people watch A LOT)....and see the fresh faced younger generation who are beautiful whether they  are "made up" or not. I envy their self confidence and their flawless beauty without any enhancements whatsoever. Then I find myself looking at the mid-aged woman..she tends to go bare faced. Maybe she is tired of the rat-race of makeup and needs to be able to breath her skin. Okay... more power to ya!

But then I notice a trend...the bare face lends itself the ruddy completion that comes with not taking care of the skin through moisturizing..the eyebrows become non-important and unkempt. The pattern turns to long, straight, non-clean-looking hair that it graying and frazzled... followed by clothes that are baggy, saggy and mismatched. I find myself wondering what the spirit and soul of the woman I observe it like. Is she happy? Does she look in the mirror day after day and smile at how she looks? At her self-confidence?  Sometimes, admittedly..and shamefully....I look at her and wonder what the hell is she thinking? She would look so much better if she tweezed her eyebrows...used moisturizer...maybe a light sweep of mascara and a tinted lip balm...didn't wear Crocs as everyday shoes with baggy checkered pants with white socks. Wouldn't she really look amazing with 4 inches cut off and a nice flattering layer cut?

Yes, I judge. But then I think of her boldness. Her "who-the-hell-cares attitude? The I'm-beautiful-just-the-way-I-am personality. I wish I could be as comfortable in my own skin. I long to look at myself, no makeup, non-done hair, casual clothes, fresh and ready to go. I'm not programmed that way, I guess.

Until then, I will continue to channel my inner-Mother and say, bring on the enhancements,

Peace.