This year for me has been all about major life changes (no, no, not that kind of life change…I’m only in my early 30’s.) At times some of it was great…at times some of it was awful beyond comprehension…and at times some of it was truly triumphant.
I’ve had enough change this year to make Linda Blair’s (from the Exorcist) head turn 180 degrees and vomit pea soup. I’ve had to stop a lot along the way to re-evaluate myself, my goals, and where the next direction will take me. And I’ve also had to re-learn how to breathe.
I think many women in a life-changing situation go through this internal reflection period, as well as a literal makeover. As Peggy Lee once crooned, “I’ve got to go wash that man out of my hair.” It’s a cleansing process. A re-affirmation of self. Plus it just makes you feel good.
And little by little, I’ve been doing just that. I had my long hair cut into a funky, edgy bob. I treated myself to a new Bobbi Brown holiday makeup palette, and have been mastering the art of creating the perfect, sexy “smoky eye” and mascara’ing my already long lashes to Lady Gaga lengths. I got serious and finally lost the 20 pounds I had packed on in the last 2 years…(it’s called going to the gym and Weight Watchers, people. It works.)
Last week I stared into the mirror and didn’t recognize the woman who stared back. And I liked it.
So, still feeling confident, I decided this week to push the fashion envelope one more time. I bought a pair of “jeggings”.