So, today was going to be a wonderful day. I've got the day to myself from 8.30 this morning. The plan? Long shower, do my hair (I actually got heaps of volume in to it, thought it looked OK),very careful makeup - subtle, less is more, slip in to favourite outfits, take some great photo's and finally show the girls at CD.com just how lovely I am.
Unfortunately, the great girl I see in the mirror refuses to appear in photo's. All I can see is my guy side in makeup and a dress, even worse I look more and more like my late Dad, so this morning I think I saw my Dad in a dress, not good at all.
Utter, utter disappointment! As much as I'd love to post a full picture, I doubt it's going to happen. I reckon I'd have the transformation studio's shaking their heads. There I was, trying to decide whether I should burst in to tears or chuck a big wobbly (hissy fit). I want to look as sensational as so many of you do, knowing full well that obviously not everyone can do that.
So what to do? Well, I put on a pretty scarf, added a spritz of YSL Paris perfume, made a double shot flat white coffee and jumped on CD.com, where everyone is wonderful and supportive and friendly and witty. I feel better already!
You know what? It's a good thing getting some reality. I know I absolutely luurrrve getting all dressed up, pampering myself, I love the smell of makeup in the morning (was that in a film?), relaxing around the house feeling all the sensations this brings. God I love walking in heels. But home would seem to be the place for me and I'm good with that.
Just one other conundrum to solve for the day, white or red, or both?. Both? For goodness sake! Show some self control, girl!
Love you all!
Christen x