28 May 2012
10 ways i'm feeling my age . . .
Yay . . . we have a wedding this weekend, finally a wedding to attend with my beloved husband (& not be put on the 'singles' table, first time in 9 years!!) I'm so looking forward to it, however, i am facing up to my age at every turn or perhaps my 'stage' in life, as i wonder where my care-free-natural-youthful-effortless-preparation-for-big-events has gone?? I don't like to put makeup on with a trowel, but i might have to start learning, eeek!!
1. my hair is no longer naturally blonde, it's now mousey & needs to be coloured
2. i question my choice of sparkly Alannah Hill frock - it looks like Chanel, buttery cream with black sequins: fun & flirty. Can i pull off this look, mother of a high schooler??
3. i've gained weight & running around the block for a week ain't going to fix the jiggles, so i've purchased a suck-you-in-at-all-the-right-places stretchy thing i tug on around my body
4. eating salads to avoid any bloating is not an option, it's a must this week
5. hair colour will zap my new shoes budget, i've actually let these words slip out of my mouth . . . "i could always wear shoes i already have". . . i don't know who i am anymore - to skip a husband-approved-new-shoes-opportunity??
6. i really want to carry my cute little silver heart sequin purse, it's from the Seed children's section, i've seen similar in glossy magazines for quadruple the price . . . it's charming yet doesn't match anything i'm wearing, will anyone notice?? I don't judge the person but i do admire a well put together ensemble & i haven't given up trying . . . yet
7. my first reaction to the wedding invitation was to consult a babysitter
8. i barely wear makeup, to the point where my makeup essentials are stale & need updating. Add to that a facial & eye brow wax - i didn't put this much effort into my own wedding day (15 years ago) sigh, i didn't have to!!
9. there is a 3 hour gap between wedding ceremony & reception, it's in a vineyard, with soldiers just back from deployment, there is wine tasting, i predict disaster come speech time. I'll have a camera & will remember the next day, i don't drink alcohol. Meanwhile, i need to brush up on small talk & seek out the pregnant wives for coherent company
10. this is the weirdest feeling of all, my husband is the boss, like those 60's & 70's television sitcoms where everyone panics as the boss is going to be at an event - that still happens in the Army, as there is rank & my handsome soldier took many wedding guests to war. My husband is a soldier's soldier, one of the boys, he shared a room with the groom in Afghanistan, but still . . . he's the boss & i'm the boss's wife, that makes me feel old - especially as i'm still the first wife!! Most wives don't care so much about rank but some do, i've never met anyone going to this wedding, so i'm hoping to mingle title free. Either that i'll pick out the competitive career wives - those who make nice to elevate their husband's prospects of promotion, i've seen that happen, it's alarming to think it would ever make a difference, compared to just being nice for nice sake??
Am i alone in this effort & strategy filled preparation for a big event?? Call it a full dress rehearsal for my 20 year school reunion later this year.
In the meantime, my fuss-free husband cruised straight into Hugo Boss for a new suit off the rack with minor sleeve & trouser length adjustments = absolute perfection, add coordinating shirt (on pre-sale special) + Turnbull & Asser tie from Bloomingdales in Dubai . . . boom, he looks like a freaking cat walk model!! Model wears own shoes. Humph, love Posie