Redo- What Not To Wear

I was sitting here the other day and was watching one of the now infamous "What Not To Wear" shows. (First I looked around to make sure that there wasn't a hidden camera somewhere up in my plants, hidden amongst the dust bunnies) I retied my over sized sweats, rolled up my husbands sleeves on his old sweatshirt, and settled down to watch them slam some more people on their fashion choices.

As I sat there folding my favorite sweater (which is my husbands also) that I wear more than he does, and placed it on top of my favorite jeans (at least 5 years old) I found myself bonding with this poor lady on the screen. This poor lady, she was just out getting groceries! And they taped her in an outfit that I can probably be seen in any given morning at the grocery store. No makeup, hair under a baseball cap and running shoes.

(I have to admit, I was starting to squirm. I glanced around the room again looking for any sign of cameras or hidden cords. I adjusted my sweatpants again and retied the purple scrunchy in my hair)

They started instructing this poor woman, tugging on her clothes, scrutinizing her sensitive areas, fluffing her hair and I almost knocked over my stack of gym clothes reaching for the tissues I felt so bad for her.

After sending her out into the many "famous" stores (some of which she has probably never been into) with her prepaid credit card, you could feel her stress. A-line, not pleats, v-cut, soft lines, no stripes...don't even go toward that sportswear section! Ugh! The pressure.

By the end of the show I was feeling depressed. But of course after her personal shoppers came to her rescue, that famous hair stylist was done, she had been plucked and puffed and sprayed, she looked awesome! At least 10 years younger, 10 pounds thinner and she didn't have to spend a dime. She has a whole new wardrobe to boot.

Now what I want to see is how she is going to look in about a month. Right after her kids go to school, she needs milk and she hasn't yet gotten to take a shower. I'll envision this because it will make me feel better of course. Oh, I'm sure there might be some remnants of that little "frumpy mom into hot mama" makeover. But I'm hoping that her baseball cap will be in place, her husbands over sized sweatshirt will be back on and she will not have had time to do her makeup.

I will envision this...because I really don't want to face the day when I'm the only one dressed like that at the grocery store. I don't want the day to come where I feel I cant step foot out of my house with no make-up on. On the other hand, if someone wants to come to my house every morning, pick out my clothes, do my hair, put my make-up on, all the while making sure that homework is signed and the dog has been let out, and my workout clothes are folded, I could get used to that. Oh, yeah, and don't forget that credit card, personal shoppers to help me out, nail technicians, and the little surprise reveal every morning after I go through all this trouble. For some reason I don't think the girl at the check out lane at the grocery store is going to make a big deal about how "together" I look every morning and I doubt the people at the gym or gas station really give a crap either.

Ill put my make-up on, I'll do my hair and Ill wear something flattering. But I better be taken out to dinner or something if I'm expected to through all of that.