If you think no make-up is frumpy, you’ve got it all wrong.
When I raised my kids, a no make-up day was typical. So, were baggy sweats or jeans - hopefully, sans the stains -- and a nursing shirt without spit up on the back. Number 4 of 5 was a projectile vomiter, but that's a story for a different day.
My crew back in the day. 2004
No hashtags. No special acknowledgment. It was how I rolled. Literally, right out of bed and into the day without a moment to myself. With a rapidly growing family, five kids in less than ten years, it's no surprise self-care wasn't a priority. Well, until Oprah.
While I was folding clothes or cleaning the house, l would try to catch a bit of the Oprah Show. No DVR's or streaming back then, so if you missed a show, you had to wait for the reruns. One morning, I tuned in to a show that would stay with me for years. Not because it was extraordinary inspiring or thought proving, but because Oprah coined a term I foolishly told my husband. And, it became a silly, private joke between us to this day. Remarkably, decades have gone by, and it's the only Oprahism that has ever or will escape from his lips --between smirks, of course.
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The word is SHLUMPADINKA. The Gospel, according to Oprah says, a shlumpadinka represents a woman who dresses like she has completely given up...and it shows.
For a decade plus, I was the world-wide spokesperson for Shlumpadinka’s across the globe. I wore my shlumpadinkaness with pride along with my mommy martyrdom.
Of course, I was too busy to take care of myself. My to-do list went on for days. I told you, I have five kids, right? LOL! There was always a game, a school project, a parent meeting, oh and I mentioned the husband, yes? And don't forget the dog!
All kidding aside, there was way more to the story for me. It wasn't about the money, cause I could buy a nice outfit at Target. The show taught me how to cover my sagging middle with the proper fitting jeans and a trimming jacket, a pair of heels to lengthen and thin out my legs, a new hair cut to take pounds off the face, and the perfect concealer to cover up those dark circles, zits, and diminish frown lines.
I could camouflage the shlumpadinka outside, but I knew the shlumpadinka on the inside would remain...the real issue.
Not feeling good enough, thin enough, pretty enough on the inside doesn't change with the latest anti-aging serum, pair of designer jeans, or new shoes. The Beauty and Diet Culture may tell us otherwise, but it's just not true.
Just little old me. #nomakeupmonday 2/8/21
Now, in my mid 50's, with my shlumpadinka title behind me, I feel confident without make-up, my dye-free, natural silver hair --stylish, too!. Decades of unhappiness with myself revealed, just like Dorothy, that the answer --the inner wisdom -- I was searching for wasn't going to come in a beauty potion or found on a hanger at the mall --It was within me all along. I could create the life I wanted just by taking my first breath every morning and remembering it was up to me to love the skin I am in.
We care for those we love. Isn’t it time for you to love you, Just as much as you love everyone else?
Agree with me or not, I’d love to hear your thoughts below. Feeling beautiful today, post your fresh, glowing self with the hashtags #healingmynotgoodenoughwounds and #nomakeupmonday so I can get to know you, too!