Rather than post the usual links without commentary, I’m going to address something that’s been going on as of late.
Right now I’m sitting here listening to British Sea Power and I feel like a fraud.
Yeah, I do. I’ve been into beauty since I was a little girl and have been an officially licensed member of the beauty industry for many years now. Did you know that in the state of California, you only need 600 hours to be able to take your test for your esthetician’s license? In some states, you need even less hours. I should have read about the 10000 hour rule while I was in beauty school.
Maybe I took off in the wrong direction in starting this site. I think that I need to practice what I preach and actually “put on a little makeup”? I’m not using makeup every day (oh, the horror).
In my mind, I think that I look like the woman in the avatar on the right. Most of the time, I used to, I think? There’s been this whole aging situation as I’m pushing 38 in June. Sometimes wonder if I do have one foot in the grave and should just throw in the towel with this beauty blog thing? If I listened to society at full volume, that might be true. However, I’ve been on the fringes of participation in societal norms.
Something happened the other day that was really a bit much for me. A blogger that I’ve been following for years asked her readers on Facebook if they wanted her to write about aging the other day. She’s under 30, puts up glamorously staged photo shoots frequently “just because”, and heavily Photoshops said pictures. I’m not knocking her or her army. Thank goodness it’s a free country, but my opinion is that it’s almost insulting that she would write about aging. Are we such a youth obsessed society that a 27 or 28 year old is considered an absolute authority on matters such as aging?
I am grateful that I am lucky enough to stay at home with babes and also go to school full-time. We are healthy and relatively happy and things could be so very different. Meanwhile, here’s are some pics from our walk the other day. Coco and I do our best to get out of the house daily, weather permitting. We walk around the lagoon and watch the fowl. There are so many ducks, seagulls, crows/ravens, and other birds and I try to document them accordingly.
So with the limited time that I do have in between Coco and studying computer science and marketing, I’ve been hanging out over at Scary Mommy on the boards there. I’ve not made any confessions yet, although I can certainly relate to some of them.
As far as beauty goes, I’ve also got the identity crisis in that I’m growing out what has become my signature look in this hair color. It’s time to see what my other options are, besides super duper high maintenance. My natural curl falls between Nicole Kidman in Days of Thunder and SJP in Square Pegs, so there’s that, too. Think super uber-frizz. I’m excited that I get to see Nicole, my stylist, on Monday and discuss the possibilities of what I can realistically do during this growing out transition.
It’s weird to be concerned and even preoccupied with these things when there are larger concerns in the world, such as Trayvon Martin, the economy, the tragic death of a small child, the palm oil and Orangutans horrors, and everything else.
One has to do the best that they can, though, and with that, I leave you with two quotes of the day:
“If you’re going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you’re going to be locked up.” – Hunter S. Thompson
“There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.” – Henry Miller
Have a great weekend.