by Gina Welborn
It's a truth universally known: Men don't understand women. (Oh, some men understand some women, so please take my statement as a generality.) Case in point, haircolor. Which was why last night at 9:06 pm, I drove to Wal-Mart for a box of haircolor. But I'm getting ahead of myself.
See, during dinner hubby asked me what my plans were for tomorrow (which is now today). Clean house, do laundry, print my proposal to take the the workshop I'm attending on Saturday, yada yada yada. He then mentioned the Corvette Club of Richmond was having their annual oyster run. Oooh. Fun. With no children around. I wanted to go. Only problem was we needed a sitter for Child #5 and #3 and 4 once they got home from school. Hubby quickly found one.
So as I was washing dinner dishes, I got to thinking about the gray roots showing atop my head. Now, men as their hair takes on that silver glow become distinguished. Women become old ladies. A few of my girlfriends say they've earned every one of their gray hairs and are gonna wear them proudly. More power to ya!!!
Alas, I'm too vain and shallow to wear any gray hair proudly.
I calculated leaving early Friday morning and returning in the afternoon with having to take chips to the after-football-game fellowship, hubby being gone to film the game, me watching Smallville with the other kids, and me remembering to print my fiction proposals...well, I knew I'd better color my roots tonight (which is now last night) or I'd go to the workshop showing my age. Egad, no!
"There's a reason why forty, fifty, and sixty don't look the way they used to, and it's not because of feminism, or better living through exercise. It's because of hair dye. In the 1950's only 7 percent of American women dyed their hair; today there are parts of Manhattan and Los Angeles where there are no gray-haired women at all." — Nora Ephron
Now I know some women who relish growing old. I'm okay with growing older. I'm okay with growing older gracefully. I merely want to look younger than my age (which is 40 in case anyone was wondering).
Thus I've developed two genius means for fighting aging. Being the generous person I am, I even shared them with my dear friend Angie Breidenbach, Mrs. Montana 2009, since she's writing a devotional about beauty. (You can quote my gems of wisdom, sweetie!)
Gina's Beauty Tips 2010 edition
(1) Don't wash your face daily because the pressure of your hands on your facial muscles and skin causes the elasticity to stretch and weaken. Instead, splash face with warm water and pat dry. And don't feel guilty if you sleep with makeup on. You'll wake up and say, "Wow, I forgot I looked so good naturally." (Who thinks clearly when she first awakens?)
Granted, this may not be the best way to keep one's face clean, but think of the savings on cleansers. And if you use Elizabeth Arden Intervene like I do, that's a heafty savings. Do be sure to use moisturizer daily. Preferably with an anti-aging treatment, too.
(2) Don't smile, frown, or scowl. All cause wrinkles to appear around eyes and mouth and (in the cause of scowling) between eyebrows. Don't raise your eyebrows either because this can cause wrinkles in the forehead. Instead, learn to express emotion by depending on your tone of voice. Let your laughter vibrate from your chest as you keep your face motionless.
Granted, this may give your face a plastic, Stepford Wife look, but think of the savings on botox, chemical peels, and other plastic surgeries to rid those unwanted wrinkles. Whether you use Elizabeth Arden Prevage$$$ or Olay Regenerist$$, you're still spending money. Beauty is an estimated $29 billion business in the United States annually. Blech. Not smiling, frowning, or scowling is faaaaarrrrrr cheaper. Oh, you could be one of those who views wrinkles as beauty marks. More power to ya!!! (See note above about me being vain and shallow.)
Now that I've bared my soul and shared with you my tried-and-true beauty ephipanies, which I'm sure Angie will quote in her next book, I'd like to hear from you. What beauty product do you swear by? I recently bought One 'n Only Argan Restorative Mask for my hair. Wow! Cost about $10. After I'd used it twice, I went to church and a friend asked me what I did differently with my hair. Umm...why? She said it looked "healthy."
I chose to not be offended the implied "it used to look like brown straw" because I knew, sadly, the truth of the imply. *sigh*
Another beauty product I've grown to love is Himalaya Organic Revitalizing Hand and Body lotion ($8). I bought it at Whole Foods because a lady was doing a demo and I'm a sucker for demos. Knowing my weakness, I usually avoid people selling products, but my oldest daughter was with me and she didn't realize I can't say no to demos.
I keep the bottle in my office by my laptop. That way when I notice how dry my hands are, I don't have to go looking for lotion. Plus this kind doesn't leave any greasy feel.
Fun and help-each-other questions of the day:
1. What do you do or don't do to grow old gracefully? (See above.)
2. What beauty product do you swear by? (Elizabeth Arden Eight Hour Cream skin protectant; I keep one in my purse and one in my makeup bag for use on dry lips.)
3. What is your worst or most embarrassing beauty treatment experience? (Mine was right before RWA Nationals in 2007. I was a Golden Heart finalist that year. At the last minute I colored my hair. Ended up leaving it on a wee bit too long, which caused my hair to have a purple-auburn shade. Whoops!)
Now for those who like serious questions...
4. In a society that breeds more comparison-driven insecurity, how do you live, work, serve, or recreate near a woman (or women) who makes you feel tremendously insecure?
"He has made beautiful in its time." ~Eccl. 3:11 (NIV)