Do you know that? That your favorite brand of peanut butter, coffee, toothpaste, wine, beer or toilet paper has run out and that you are reminded of this in an annoying way every time you use the substitute? Now imagine being told that your favorite product is no longer being made. The manufacturer discontinues it and does not provide a replacement. Bale is that? Well, a few weeks ago this happened to me with my makeup. With my foundation to be exact. And what do I do? I'm getting stressed! There goes my fabulous mama look!
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If I already had male readers, they will probably drop out now - because of the fabulous mama look. And women who have nothing to do with makeup too. But maybe you'll keep reading, just out of curiosity. Because no matter how unimportant makeup is, compared to, for example, unemployment, illness or other big things in life, the irritation about this has been bothering me for a few weeks now. And believe me, I do know that there are more important things. I've been to rural India and worrying about your foundation isn't really an issue there. But I have to get this out.
I'm one of those women who fixes her toilet just to put it in a proper word. In addition to the usual things like showering and brushing my teeth, my morning ritual also consists of taking care of my curly hair and doing my makeup. All in all I spend about an hour with breakfast. Okay, an hour and a quarter. I only keep my beauty case closed for sports and sunbathing. To of course pick up the powder brush after these activities.
My mother always said, “Child, just because you're fat doesn't mean you're ugly. You can take care of yourself and look good.” And I have always done that, even though fabulous mama was not an issue until now. To be honest, it's also a bit of uncertainty. I don't want to worry about my uneven skin, the dark spots under my eyes, the freckles on my nose and the frizz in my curls while giving a presentation. I may be fat, but I am beautiful and fat. A plus size woman who smells good and who is well dressed. Not trendy, because plus size fashion is often not, but fashionable and with its own style. I put down a picture including special handbags, every morning. At least that's what I tell myself and I appreciate it if you let me live in this delusion 😉 .
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But I digress. So a few weeks ago I received the shocking news about my foundation. From my 18 e I was a regular customer of Clinique until just before Christmas last year. I finally found the right shade (very difficult if you're a half-blood), the right coverage and it stayed put. But now I had to look for an alternative just before the holidays. Suddenly I was 16 again and insecure about my looks.
Hubby looked at it, shaking his head. I came again with a sample of brand X and then smeared the next morning. It was too gray, too light, too dark, too red or too gray or not opaque enough or a combination of everything. I was distraught. Especially because of all the planned parties and dinners. Then you want to look good. With tears in my eyes to the Clinique stand in the Bijenkorf where I explained my big problem. The saleswoman I've known for years took me by the hand and personally escorted me to the Mac booth. And now I am a regular customer at Mac. Just like that.
Problem solved you would say. Yes, but the next morning my hubby said "now you have the right products again, but later you will of course no longer have time to play with all those jars." I looked at him uncomprehendingly. “Yes dear, you will have a baby soon. Then you can't start the day with an hour to yourself. You then have a child that demands attention and care”. And with those words he walked out the door and I was left with a new specter in my head.
Without wanting to offend anyone, but in the schoolyard I sometimes see women standing in the morning. Hair in a ponytail, sweatpants on and the sleepers still in the eyes. With these women you can still think that they overslept or that a drama has happened at the breakfast table, but that is not possible with the "practical mom". She's no slouch in the school yard. The hair is easily short, jeans on, an outdoor jacket, nice and wind and water resistant, mommy's bike or cargo bike in the hand and traces of make-up on the face. Often a little lip-gloss and mascara. Oh and of course short boots or easy, robust walkers and a shopper or backpack as a handbag. Clearly attention has been paid to this occurrence. They have also made their toilet.
What am I worrying about now? Now about what to do with a baby. Because my poster kids were really out of diapers when I got to know their daddy. So I have no experience with my extensive morning ritual and a baby. And how do you do that? First the baby and then the rest, or first get dressed and make up, then dress the baby and then have breakfast and then go out? I do not know. Or should I say goodbye to my fabulous mama look?
So I'm afraid to become such a practical mom with a backpack instead of my Mulberry collectors bag. And I don't want to talk about foundation, or the lack of it. I feel the sweat of fear running down my back. What will I look like later? What box will I be put in? Pfff, just a few more months and then I'll know. But now I have to touch up my lipstick, and my nose is shining a little, and..
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