my new addiction.
My grandma is one of those women that just can not leave the house without their lipstick on. I think it was a generational thing that is starting to come back into style.
Today was definitely not my day. There will be no “mom of the year” awards coming my way. Ande has a canker sore that has turned our lives upside down and inside out. He is in so much pain that he can’t eat, or suck his thumb. Everything I say/do causes a meltdown. Has anyone else ever had a toddler with a canker sore? It’s horrendous and I’ve been at the end of my wits. I have reached a whole new level of wigged out mom.
The one thing that really made my day today, aside from baby Owen, who is happier and squishier as ever, was wearing lipstick. I know, I am really late coming into this whole lipstick wearing trend, but it’s because I always thought lipstick made me look like a ridiculous clown (which I’m terrified of, by the way). I’m not sure when it happened, maybe it was this post by my bff Courtney, but I decided to just start wearing it. I had to convince myself that it was perfectly normal to wear lipstick and that nobody really noticed. Now, I am just like my grandma. I feel like I can’t leave the house without it. I have never been high maintenance. I usually wear a pony tail every day except for Sunday because anything more is just too much work. I love the way that just a swipe of lipstick across my lips can make me look and feel more put together, ponytail and all. I don’t wear bright red, or neon pink, just a touch of color is all I need.
I’ve been wanting to make a change in my everyday. I’ve been wanting to do something different that would make me happier, more relaxed, less crazy, more sane. For now, just a touch of lipstick that brightens my face, is also brightening my day.