One of the things that I love the most about blogging is that blogs are interactive. It’s what sets them apart from an editorial in a magazine or a memoir. Through a blog, we have the opportunity to interact with one another, and that’s what makes it so much fun!
I’d like Fabulous Friday to be an ongoing opportunity for us to share what makes us feel fabulous with one another. In turn, we will be inspiring one another to feel fabulous and thus exponentially increasing our own fabulousness and that’s just, well, fabulous! We all know that your kids, family and friends are fabulous, that goes without saying. Your Fabulous Friday comment or post should be a little selfish. It’ll be okay. Really. I give you not only permission, but I am specifically requesting that your post or comment be about what makes YOU feel fabulous. Women all too often take a back seat to the demands of daily life. Ladies, it’s time to shine! Life is too short for frumpy shoes! My issue, not yours. Let’s get back in touch with our fabulous selves, shall we?
SO, if you love me, you’ll humor me and play along. Here’s how to join in on the fun.
Bloggers: Create a Fabulous Friday blog post mentioning Fabulous Friday, and link back to this post. Then, be sure to comment on this post after you’ve linked so that we know to check out your post!
Everyone Else: Comment on what makes you feel fabulous and then check out all of the other fabulous bloggers who have shared the links to their blog posts here.
For my Fabulous Friday Post, I’d like to kick things off with something inherently superficial, yet it has the power to DEFINE me.
I don’t feel complete if I am not wearing lipstick. Once, I was on a gloss kick for a few months. I was trying to simplify things. It didn’t last. My soul wept. I had to get back to my roots. I had to be true to myself. I had to use lipstick in conjunction with the gloss, and the results were magic! It might stem from a nurse with whom my mom used to work. Irene babysat us one night. I was in seventh grade and the rest of the kids were in elementary school. She let my brother and I stay up and watch movies with her while the little girls were in bed. She applied a thick coat of lipstick and said, “Lacie, men love lipstick. The redder, the better.” Then, she proceeded to pretend like she was kissing Robert DeNiro on the t.v. screen while declaring, “I love him. I LOVE him” Just then, she spilled her beer all over the carpet. We promised not to tell on her. Irene was single and she was fabulous in a way that only her Puerto Rican mamacita self could be. I wanted to be just like her. She was funny and she was kind to children. She was willing to give up a weekend night to spend with us. She included us in her entertainment rather than just tolerating us, as babysitters certainly have the option to do. She was one of my role models. Every girl should have fabulous role models.
It’s a motto that still holds true for me today, “The redder the better.” For me, it’s not about the men, it’s about me. It makes me feel fabulous. What makes you feel fabulous?