Can you read my expression? Why in the world do I do this? I mean really...what's the point? I teach my girls about inner beauty, yet I spend two hours every three months enhancing (or altering?) my outward appearance!
Lord, you gave me pure, blonde hair for 22 years, so that's how I see myself: as a blonde. I tried au naturel, but didn't even look like myself...too dark against this pale skin! Even my girls told me I looked funny!
Blonde is my comfort zone, but I'll be honest: this highlighting thing is for the birds! It just feels so inconsistent with the rest of my life...with my desire to spend time on things that matter, with my faith that I am fearfully and wonderfully made (dirty blonde hair and all!), and with my chemical free home and all natural diet.
So what's a Mama to do? Just grin and bear it? How about you, Sweet Readers? How do you reconcile all this striving to look good on the outside with what we know is more important?
Hugs to you from a chemically intoxicated blondie,
P.S. Now when you see me with roots that are in need of some color, you'll know why I let it go so long! I give myself lots of grace in the vanity department. Heck, I haven't even had a bathroom mirror for the last three weeks. It was my daughter who told me it was time to take care of my dark stripe in the middle of my head. I hadn't even noticed. HA!