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I work from home. My usual business attire is far from fancy. Today I am wearing a pair of black shorts, my husband’s white t-shirt, glasses, and a hairdo that’s a definite don’t. I get up, get the kids out, and then hit the ground running, especially when I have deadlines looming. (And that’s a usual occurrence.) Many of my freelancing friends say they get up and get dressed to go to their home office. Some even boast of wearing stockings and heels. Me? I am all about comfort. If my feet aren’t bare it’s hard for me to think. A bad habit to be sure. I am also of the camp that I want my brains and talents to shine — not my body and face. There is serious fallout from this life view: I think I have inadvertently sent my daughters the message that it’s not that important to care about the way you look.

About a month or two ago I went on the offensive, consciously taking extra special care with my appearance. Makeup, hair, jewelry, clothing — whenever I can I try and look a little spiffy. I have been enjoying the fruits of my labor. (And let me tell you, putting on makeup SUCKS for someone who has gone without for most of her adult life.) Still, I decided to let my daughter know how important it is to look at least respectable whenever you can. I wrote the following in our Mommy and Me journal that we use to communicate more effectively (don’t mind my crappy handwriting):


Sorry you had to click on the image to enlarge it, but I am writing this in a hurry, as always, and that seemed to work. Anyway, I need to go get dressed to get the kids. Can’t let the world see my dirty white t-shirt. What do you think?

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