I love all things makeup and beauty related. New cosmetic purchases make me very happy. I may not be completely at home at beauty counters still but I will battle my nerves these days to get my hands on the good stuff. I think fashion and beauty usually go hand in hand but for me that just isn't the case. I dislike clothes shopping. IMMENSLEY. Trying to find an outfit and venturing into changing rooms is probably up there with my least favourite chores. I don't have a body that I enjoying seeing in mirrors from every angle. I buy online too but I that's not usually much better, I still have to try the clothes on which often results in disgust and disappointment.
|Damn those 360˚ mirrors|
There have been periods in my life when clothes shopping brought more joy. Namely those times when I have been a size 10 - 12 and I knew anything I picked up would fit. I've ALWAYS battled with my weight. I've been on (and off) a diet since my pre-teens. I'm not naturally sporty which doesn't help matters. I envy those for whom a balanced diet and exercise is just part of their normal life. I have been successful at losing weight and keeping it off in the past but since having children I seem to have lots my way.
Having children brings me to my other problem. I spent a lot of the last six years pregnant. Maternity clothes have robbed me of any sense of style that I might have previously had. I don't even have a clear idea of what's in fashion anymore. I remember buying a coat when my eldest was 3 months old. A sensible outdoors jacket from Millets. I still have this coat and it's my bad weather wear. I hate it and it makes me look and feel Mumsy, yet I've failed to find anything that will keep me dry and look stylish at the same time. It spoils the look of anything I wear underneath so it puts me off even trying.
|Actual coat not shown. My coat is MUCH worse!|
The other day I forced myself to go to the shops and buy myself some new things. I had somewhere to go and didn't want to wear the same thing yet again. It could have been the usual demoralising experience but for a change I found quite a few new things that I wanted to keep. I wore an almost entirely new outfit on my evening out, including a new coat and I actually felt good about it. It wasn't necessarily fashionable or stylish but I felt more myself and less Mumsy which was a great feeling. The following weekend I went through my clothes and took everything out that was past it's best and sent it to the charity shop. I felt a little guilty as the clothes were still 'ok' but they were probably a little faded or bobbled and I can accept that it's not really a good look. The shabby look probably doesn't set my makeup off to best effect either!
I'm hopeful that getting rid of these old clothes will spur me on to invest in more. It would be nice to make an effort again and get a bit of confidence back. I don't think I will suddenly enjoy clothes shopping and it will always be makeup first, but I will remind myself that new clothes can make me feel better about myself. My next job is to bin that old coat!