|Black cashmere vneck,|
Black pencil skirt,
Awesome tights, penguin shoes
Dooce taught me that I should never blog about work, so that’s enough about that.
The reason I mention this at all is because I rarely wear makeup to work. No one ever sees me and it’s a hassle in the morning, and I hardly see my husband during the week, so I have taken to not wearing makeup during the week.
I love beauty products, I love wearing makeup, and playing with different looks. I just don’t like to do it for the day to day crap where no one ever looks at me or cares what I look like.
I always dress nicely for work: skirts, heels, pantyhose, blouses… blah blah. I find it interesting that no one asks me why I’m so dressed up unless I’m wearing makeup.
I wore makeup today: foundation, blush, eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss. Nothing fancy at all. My nails are even naked today!
I had the following conversation with a co-worker:
Him: “What did you do to your eyes?”
“Your eyes look different.”
“Yeah, something is different with your eyes.”
“Like how? (pauses) Oh. I’m wearing makeup. I don’t normally wear makeup.”
“Oh, I guess that’s what it is. Well, you always look beautiful”
Someone else asked me why I was so dressed up. I’m not wearing anything different than I would wear on a normal day.
Huey has been showering at night because he has this long, shaggy hair and he gets cold when his hair is wet and he has to walk to the bus stop in the morning. This causes me to have extra time in the morning because I don’t have to hound him to get in the shower. I was really happy because I had new tights and put together a fun outfit today, so I took the time to put on minimal makeup.
I find it interesting that it made such a difference that people noticed enough to comment.
Also, wearing makeup equals “dressed up” to some people.