Here in Hawaii, my make-up seems to melt away before my 2nd breakfast, so I only wear mascara, and I have a feeling that soon, that, too, will become a Sunday Only item.
My hair has issues in the humiditiy so I wear it one of two ways, neither of which requires a blow dryer: either parted on the side and pulled back into a tight low bun(I think I need to buy a flower pin to go with it); or scrunched with a little gel, the front pulled back with a chomper clippie into an Alice-in-Wonderland (McBride speak for whatever you call that hair-do when you pull back your bangs and other front hair and leave the back down.)
Also, the dress code here in Hawaii is very casual. Flip-flops are it. Anything with flowers is great. A bit of fabric wrapped and tied at your waist is a lovely skirt. But you're not allowed to wear just your swimsuit in the commisary (military grocery store.) Bummer.
I've been feeling like a bit of a slug. No make up. No blow dryer. And then, last week, I had the worst breakout of my grown up life. It was like being 14 years old again. A volcano on my cheek and another on my jawline. Blech.
Not very elegant or stylish. In fact, I've been feeling a bit invisible.
Friday afternoon, though, I was at the base (I mean POST, sheesh I just can't remember that) Outdoor Rec. Center (a place where you can rent all manner of things - tents, boats, and bouncy things) renting scuba tanks. The man who runs the place is a little freaky, so I made Nathan come with me. And while we were ringing up the order, the check-out-girl looked over at me and, said "You have really great lips!"
She made me blush. And smile. I smiled all the way home, and Nathan teased me about it all weekend.
Awwwww. How sweet of her. That one little compliment really made me feel lovely. And beautiful. I even remembered to put on a bit of lip gloss before going to the store this morning.
Her quick words made me want to give more random personal (but not too personal) compliments to people. To smile more. To meet the eyes of the bagger at the grocery store. To introduce myself to my neighbor down a few doors. To paint my toenails and buy some cute new flip-flops.
And you know what? I really do have great lips!