Perfect is Overrated

Casual days playing with my son don't require perfect hair and makeup.
Casual days playing with my son don’t require perfect hair and makeup.

As a hairstylist and beauty blogger, I spend an awful lot of time thinking about, talking about and writing about ways to spiff up. But for me, the beauty business is as much about how to save time as it is about how to take time. I love to do my hair, put on a makeup, and be girly. Perhaps ironically, I also love to skip the whole routine entirely and go for the bare minimum.

I was at haircolor class a few months ago when the teacher posed the question, “Have you ever been out on a Sunday morning and run into a client with your hair undone?” To which the other stylists laughed and commiserated about this supposedly mortifying situation.

I pretended to laugh like I got the joke. But in reality, that has never really happened to me. Oh, I’ve run into clients looking like a train wreck. But I am not concerned about it. I’m a beauty professional. Do I feel pressure to always look like one? No. Absolutely not.

I’m busy working mother. I can’t wait for Sundays and Mondays when I can chill with my family and just be me. I blow dry my hair 5 times a week and often further torture to do tutorials on my blog. I can hardly wait for the days I can just air dry my hair and give it a break.

I just ran into a beautiful young client at the supermarket. It was a Sunday and she looked fantastic. Cute outfit, hair curled, makeup perfect. I, on the other hand, had my dirty hair in two messy French braids, mimimal makeup, and was wearing a baggy sweater with jeans. Am I ashamed? No way! I had just spent a fun day with my family AND I got to introduce her to my son. Sure, he had food all over his face and was wearing an Angry Birds pajama top but he’s still my pride and joy.

I appreciate a put-together woman maybe even more than next person. I’m definitely not trying to knock women who always leave the house looking sharp. But I’m not that lady. And I don’t want to be her. I want to be the mom in the sneakers who is up for an impromptu game of tag. You know, the one who laughs when her kid hits her with a water balloon or turns a hose on her. The one who will jump into the ocean or dig in the sand pile at the park.

It’s really fantastic to take time for myself. It’s a lot of fun to have the skills to look my best when I have a reason to get fancy. But it just as great to throw my hair in a ponytail, put on some SPF 40 moisturizer and head out into the world with my kid in tow. After all, we have serious playing to do and what could be more beautiful than that?

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