I haven't had a hair cut in over a year. I've trimmed the ends myself here and there, but I am not a proficient stylist. My "do" had become a weird frizzy triangle. Sexy, kinda.
Also, none of my Fall clothes fit. Truth be told, I've gained some weight lately. I'm 39 years old and 6 months ago, I quit nursing my son after nearly 4 years. Obviously, my body is going to change. Still, I was unable to let go of the size I've always been and embrace the size I actually am. Honestly, I'm hoping to move back to the old size in a healthy manner, but in the meantime, I need to, you know, be dressed.
My inability to go to the party was a sort of wake-up call. This is no way to live. I took a few days to wallow and sulk and feel generally ugly, and then here's what I did. I arranged a baby-sitter for the day and had a day of beauty. I painted my toenails. I bought new make-up, bras, and underwear. It's possible that these things alone could power my life for years. I thrifted new clothes in my actual size. And I got an awesome haircut (from Nicholas at Barbara & Barbara. You should go there, too.) I literally feel like a new woman.