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    Faded Sandpaper

    Somewhere Between Frumpy & Vain

    Updated: Mar 18

    I put on a light cotton dress the other day and beautified myself more than I usually do. My three-year-old son walked into the room and said, "Wow, Mom! You look beautiful. (Pronounced: be-U-tee-ful) I began to think about the perception that my kids have of me because I tend to prioritize cozy over fashionable. I am not saying there is ANYTHING wrong with that, but I did like the thought that my kids would remember me at times looking lovely. After all, I am my children's first example of femininity. I wondered, do I have any responsibility to look lovely even if the only people I see in a day are my children? The memory I have of my own mother is one where she did put effort in on a daily basis to be beautiful, and something inside of me likes that she made that effort. I brought this up to her in conversation the other day, and here are her personal opinions concerning the matter:

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