So as I alluded to in an earlier post, my 20th high school reunion is basically four months away. Four months.
I fancy myself to be a strong minded individual, to rise above the crowd and think for myself. I am not swayed by popular opinion. Independent.
Okay, well bump all of that…..Mrs. 1969 wants to look FIERCE. I want folks to say..”Damn, she looks good.” I could care less about the career (although I have that), the great husband and beautiful children (I have that), the nice home (still in renovation mode but, I can check that off my list too)…..I want to look HOT.
Yes, it’s shallow. Yes, it’s reverting back to…well….High School behavior but damn it….I still need the validation. Okay?
I will need the perfect outfit (that looks effortless but actually took 4 months to plan). I need the perfect “oh these, I had these old things in the closet” shoes.
So if I act ridiculously crazy in the next few months, as I obsess about this event, please forgive me. I am allowed to be utterly shallow and selfish for one weekend.
Even Superwoman has flaws.