Dear People Magazine,

I usually brush my teeth by1pm. My makeup routine on a good day is mascara, lip gloss and a little blush. Some days I don't brush my hair at all. And I recently coined the term "winter of knits" on a shopping trip with Kym and our wee ones. You see, I haven't put on any clothes with structure since I was about 6 months pregnant. Everything I wear is knit. Thank goodness there are some beautiful options out there; unfortunately an entire knit ensemble makes me look like I've had the flu indefinitely.

All this being said, I feel like a total rockstar whenever I enter a room - as long as that room has Clementine in it. She swoons. She coos. She looks at me like I'm the MOST IMPORTANT PERSON EVER. Sure, my breath might be heavy-laden with onion from last nights pico de gallo and I might be wearing this lavender t-shirt for a third day...but her eyes say, "Stars are just like us". To her beautiful big, blue eyes I'm on the pages of People Magazine and I look this cool doing mundane things like loading the dishwasher or scrubbing her bottles. P.S. I DON'T.

Don't let her expression fool you. She thinks I'm RAD.

In the end, if I'm a celebrity in Clementine's eyes, I've won the lottery.

HAIR COWARD

This weekend I had a hair appointment and I was determined to do something different. I've grown bored with my appearance and I wanted to give myself a new look. I decided to get bangs. Not just any bangs, thick, eyelash grazing, blunt cut bangs. Bangs like Lily Allen or Naomi {from Rockstar Diaries}. By the way, don't they look alike?
















I printed out photos of each beautiful girl and walked into the salon with casual confidence. But then I got worried as we discussed the procedure. While I think they look super fabulous on others, I wasn't sure I loved them on me. My face suddenly gained about 20 pounds when simulated bangs were added.
If bangs were out, what could I do to spice things up? Destiny, my stylist, suggested I play with color. We toyed with the idea of dark chocolate brown and I almost went for it until I held a swatch of color against my face. It just didn't work with my skin tone. Reluctantly, I concluded that I'd get the same cut and the same color.
Destiny, knowing me well, threw out one last idea. It's nothing big, and certainly won't start any trends, but I now have two random blond chunks of hair hidden at the nape of my neck. You can't really see them unless my hair is pulled up {which means they will always be visible since 1/2 my life is spent in a pony tail}.
I guess I'll need to learn a new hobby or language if I want to spice up myself. For the next six weeks, bangs are off the table. I'd show a photo, but I haven't replaced my broken camera yet.

TODAY I FEEL BAD

I woke up having this kind of day today. Listening to Jaymay seemed to help. Here's to a better tomorrow.
{Image via Swiss Miss via for me, for you}

THIS I KNOW

If you listen to NPR you are familiar with "This I know". Well, I'm declaring that I know I've been a negligent, lazy, uninteresting blogger who doesn't deserve a single reader. Stay tuned as I attempt to redeem myself.

THIS PENNY HAS LOST ITS LUSTER

I go by Penny at work. Most people have nicknames at the office; I'm Penny. Unfortunately this penny has lost its luster. I'm pretty tired and haven't really had any time to do necessary things like clean my house or exercise my body. I should take some advice from my namesake and trust in God. That will likely be the only way I get through my funk.
I'm going to be taking some time off. I have a lot of travel planned and really don't have anything creative or exciting to blog about anyway. Unless you want to read a post about how a bratty little 2 year old sat in the seat behind me on the airplane; screaming and kicking my seatback for three straight hours...I didn't think so.