Friday, June 4, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Beauty?
I was just cleaning house and ran across an advertisement that had somehow managed to slip under the couch. When i turned the add over i remembered why it was still floating around the living room.
It was this beauty with her long shinny hair and bellowing bust. The reason i kept the add is that my children insist that we look alike, this my dears is so not true. I was touched and then thrilled when they saw another magazine add with a similar vixen and expressed the same lovely comments.
I am conna smitten with the idea that i am truly beautiful in there eyes. I suppose that what ever they see in me that makes them think i am so lovely is sort of the same thing that i see when i look at then. Everyone believes that there children are the most beautiful children they know, its a natural thing, we see them from the inside out. Children wear there joy and seance of wonder right on the front of there unblemished faces and it is those endearing emotions which we as mother and fathers see.
Don't get me wrong i have been told that i was beautiful a few times in my life, we all have, it really is true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Having my children think that i am beautiful is a whole new emotion for me. They are not presented with me in my best designer clothing or my freshly coiffed hair. They get plain old mom, the lady who need a pedicure and can't seam to find the time to shave her legs, yet still they see beauty. I am strangely reassured by this because I know that they see who i am not what i look like. I am somehow reassured that i am still a good person in spite of my constant feelings of overwhelming stress and anxiety coupled with tiredness which has led to sloppiness not to mention my regular bouts with extreme impatience. Maybe they are seeing me and not the person i implicitly fear i am.
Well enough of all that craziness how about those boobies i think i have a girl crush, whats up with this mom how come no body in our family has ample cleavage, well none that hasn't been bought, maybe i should get me some, in my next life i suppose.
On a note of craftiness i did finish the Oliver + S pattern and Lou-Lou has been wearing it for three days straight, it's a hit. I will post about it as soon as i find my camera and download the pics.
It was this beauty with her long shinny hair and bellowing bust. The reason i kept the add is that my children insist that we look alike, this my dears is so not true. I was touched and then thrilled when they saw another magazine add with a similar vixen and expressed the same lovely comments.
I am conna smitten with the idea that i am truly beautiful in there eyes. I suppose that what ever they see in me that makes them think i am so lovely is sort of the same thing that i see when i look at then. Everyone believes that there children are the most beautiful children they know, its a natural thing, we see them from the inside out. Children wear there joy and seance of wonder right on the front of there unblemished faces and it is those endearing emotions which we as mother and fathers see.
Don't get me wrong i have been told that i was beautiful a few times in my life, we all have, it really is true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Having my children think that i am beautiful is a whole new emotion for me. They are not presented with me in my best designer clothing or my freshly coiffed hair. They get plain old mom, the lady who need a pedicure and can't seam to find the time to shave her legs, yet still they see beauty. I am strangely reassured by this because I know that they see who i am not what i look like. I am somehow reassured that i am still a good person in spite of my constant feelings of overwhelming stress and anxiety coupled with tiredness which has led to sloppiness not to mention my regular bouts with extreme impatience. Maybe they are seeing me and not the person i implicitly fear i am.
Well enough of all that craziness how about those boobies i think i have a girl crush, whats up with this mom how come no body in our family has ample cleavage, well none that hasn't been bought, maybe i should get me some, in my next life i suppose.
On a note of craftiness i did finish the Oliver + S pattern and Lou-Lou has been wearing it for three days straight, it's a hit. I will post about it as soon as i find my camera and download the pics.
Friday, May 28, 2010
A Completed Dressing Room for Lou-Lou the Princess
Well let just say that i have exceeded my allotted VOC emission for the month. No more pink spray paint please!(ahuh ahuh,excuse me while i cough ). Oh well whats a few brain
The pinkness of Lou-Lou has once again consumed our lives but I must say i rather like the finished product i almost wanna just sit in there and pretend i am four again.
This was a group project Daddy made the addition to the dresser, Mama painted(ahuh ahuh) and the girls had a blast gluing on those great vintage buttons(2$). The dresser and mirror cost me a whole 5$-garage sale, the wall paper is scraps i had left over from another project, and with a little paint they are all now princess approved.
Sweet Lou-Lou truly loves her new ultra pink dressing room, in fact she loves it so much she wont let anyone sit at the vanity and she has not moved a thing on it sense we set it up "Its par-fekt "
Thankfully i am done with the pinkness for now, Birdie is getting a bit jealous- shes thinking yellow and blue. I am thinking brush and can, not so sure my lungs or the environment can take any more spray paint.
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