Now, this comes as a surprise to most, but, I'm not that girly. Ok, well, I AM. I do wear skirts on an almost constant basis, my average shoe heel is 3 inches, my outfits are always cute and I've taken some time to pull them together. Hell, I even switch between my 600 purses like I'm changing socks.
BUT. I don't wear make-up. Or do much with my hair. Last month I had an extra minute before work, and I threw on some navy blue eyeliner (blue liner brings out brown eyes. I do know what I'm doing with make-up, I just... Don't.) and E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E. mentioned it to me. It was like the news of the day, "Marcia's wearing eyeliner today!" I do wear lipstick or lipgloss at least everyother day, but that's the extent. I don't even think I own foundation anymore.
On to what inspired this story. My hair is long and black and straight. There's approximately zero body in it, and it's easy to deal with. Most of the time it's back in what Vogue would call a "chic chignon" - except Vogue probably would frown on the fact that the chignon is held up with a pencil. Yesterday after work I took a shower and was about to go out to dinner with my husband, and he forced me to go back and dry my hair (as the temperature outside was below freezing), and I realized it was the first time in over a year that I'd used my hair dryer. And that I'm not exactly sure where my curling iron is right now.
Sometimes I think that I should change this - that I should spend 5 minutes in the morning on either my hair or makeup, thinking it might give me a more "finished" look, but then I remember that... well, in the mornings, I like my sleep.