Like for instance, learning to play 12 Christmas Carols on the piano keyboard by this year. Nope. Didn't learn one in full. I did begin having some lessons, and I was given a generous gift of a keyboard by my friend Nicole sometime mid-year but with all good intention in place, I just didn't put the work in.
Neither did I do one new thing a day. I did many new things, many many in fact, but some days I was just too tired... Being a mum does that to you sometimes.
So, this year, my goal is simple.
Every single day, I will dress my best.
Ok, minus the Christmas hat.
Now, I find that this goal is a bit sneaky as it can encompass many things indeed. You see, when I'm inspired to dress my best, I have to feel good about what I wear, which means I have to eat well most of the time and exercise....daily. Yep, daily. I'm old enough now to know that the only way I keep to an exercise program is to do 'something' for 30 minutes every single day- no matter what the weather is doing. For about 4 months now, I've been getting up, eating my breakfast and then doing this said "something" for about 30 minutes. If I have time, I do a bit more so that on days I really don't have enough time in the morning, I can skimp a bit and just do a 20 minute burst. Mostly I walk- across our grassy playground out front, up the footpath, down the drive and up the stairs- in a continuous circle until the timer sounds. (I do it about 25 times!) If it is raining, I dance madly, leaping around and kind of zumba-ing to Ozomatli or Michael Jackson. The time also doubles as my 'creative idea-making' time and I keep a notebook and pencil on the deck or on the table to jot down any bright sparks that might appear. I usually begin with a question or problem in mind and just see what percolates.... So, by 8.30am most mornings, I've done a bit for my body, a bit for my brain and a bit for my mood too. And I'm showered and ready to begin working.
Dressing my best also means putting on my best face. This is something completely new to me. I finally understand why my mother has to 'put on her face' every day, even if she has been in her pyjamas until 4pm on a home day. I'm taking 'lessons' in styling, and hair doing, and fashion and elegance and eye makeup and eyebrow grooming- notes really- from those whom I admire and who always look good. (My neighbour Coral (a mum of 4) and my friend Kyla (a mum of 5) are two of my style guru's, so I have no excuse really). I'm taking notice of women out and about in the world who really stand out from the crowd, be it at the shopping centre, in the bank queue or walking the beachside pathways and I've taken to complimenting women, young and old, who have made some kind of effort to look their best. Complimenting others can feel a little strange as most women I've encountered have looked at me as though I am a stalker or a little weird when I've complimented them on a delightful outfit or perfect hair-do or gorgeous makeup. (I'm sure more than a few have wondered what I am selling) But giving a genuine compliment, and mine are 'in-awe-of-their-fashion-ability' genuine, does make a girl of any age stand up straight and feel just that bit better about herself. A rosy glow of flushed cheeks from the surprise of an unexpected compliment adds to their beauty too. I think each of us, as women, should give this beauty gift to one another more often. A few days ago, I heard the girl behind me say to her friend how much she loved my stripe-y shirt and even that backhand compliment made me stand up a little taller, thinking that I had 'done good' for a change.
But back to faces, I'm learning, at 38, to do my face. I've taken myself off for two free makeovers (ask at the beauty counters of your local department store- the girls are more than happy to help) and have for the first time learned to do my 'brows'. And what a difference it makes. Lipstick too. And blush of course. As a mama, doing my face beyond a slap of mascara and a bit of tinted moisturiser seemed a little too much like hard work, or a waste of energy, but now I KNOW for a fact, that my day is so so so much better when I take 7 or 8 minutes to give myself a rosy glow. Looking good equals feeling good. Out go the track suit pants, out go the tragic ugg boots, out go the daggy t-shirts. Out! Out! Out! Well, between the hours of 9am -5pm anyway. This year, I'm going to pretend I'm a well-to-do lady going about my very important business, even if that business is to push my son on the swing!!
Most happily, Dressing my Best means I need to have a lovely wardrobe of lovely things to wear. That of course does not give me licence to run out and spend millions on dresses and clothes I'll only wear once but it does definitely give me permission to keep an eye out for bargain accessories. Some of you may know that for the past two or so years, I've only bought clothes in my favourite colours of red, blue, white and black. My goodness, how this has changed the way I shop. It has virtually stopped me buying duds, or things that I can't wear because I have nothing to wear it with. And as someone with a limited clothes budget, accessorising has become the way to funk up an old, tired or well loved piece. Now, my visits to my local op shops have a purpose beyond retro-tupperware hunting. I can always find oversized wooden beads, sparkly brooches, material off cuts, heavenly dress up shoes, chunky bracelets and things with which to make or alter into fantastic jewellery or homewares. You can too.
This year, as part of my quest, I'm going to document my finds and makes a little with a weekly Saturday Style page. And if you have any top tips for personal grooming or styling or things to make a nicely dressed life that little bit quicker or easier, I can't wait to hear from you too!
My top tip this year came from my sister. She swears by that stuff, Benetint, from the Benefit Makeup Counter. The rosy glow from this cheek and lip tint lasts ALL DAY. I'm now a convert. Are you? \
So, will you join me in this year of 'Dressing our Best"? Perhaps we can inspire one another, especially on those days we just feel like dagging out. Are you in?
So, will you join me in this year of 'Dressing our Best"? Perhaps we can inspire one another, especially on those days we just feel like dagging out. Are you in?




























