(wait, can I be revamped if I was never a vamp in the first place?)
So, I think that I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m tired of being a schlub.
When I was a kid and my mother was in control of my wardrobe, I was a fashion plate. I always wore the cutest outfits, had new clothes and shoes, the whole nine yards. Once I hit high school, I don’t know if it was teenaged rebellion or simply my internal (lazy) sense of self shining through, but my interest in being a presentable human specimen kind of fell by the wayside. I wore plain clothes, lots of band t-shirts, skate shoes, and concentrated my time and efforts on things that mattered to me, like reading, or listening to music, or watching movies, or frittering my time away on the burgeoning internet. I thought it was cool, that I cared so little about being a “girly girl” and instead focused my time and energy on shit that mattered. I didn’t wear makeup, I didn’t care about what clothes I was wearing, I didn’t do more than comb my hair at least once every few days. That was ME.
Well, guess what! Now I’m 31, and I still don’t know how to wear makeup. I wear the same (comfortable) shoes everyday. I cycle through the same (ill-fitting) pairs of pants and about 10 alternating (sack-like) tops for work. I take a shower every morning, comb my bangs to the side, get dressed, and leave the house. I am a schlub. I think I would like to stop being a schlub.
What does this mean?
- I’d like to learn how to apply makeup to my face in a flattering way
- I’d like to figure out clothing styles that are flattering to my body shape, and BUY SOME
- Learn what to do with my hair (hopefully not too time-consuming)
- Keep up a workout routine and make good food choices so that I can get to a more comfortable body weight
These changes are really going to come at a good time, when I’m moving into a career that involves wearing a uniform (scrubs) to work, so I’ll have even more motivation to look cute in my off-hours.
VIVA LA REVAMP!