In today’s podcast, my dear friend, Kylie, and I talk completely off-the-cuff about the connection between fashion and self-esteem. She and I have known each other a long time: we met in New York City’s Upper West Side, had babies together, and are now watching those babies grow and move up on their own. Our lives have been full and hectic. Here is what happens when we are left to our own devices!
A mother is many things: teacher, nurse, disciplinarian, cook, mentor, driver-and-overall-chauffeur-which-leads-eventually-to-driving-instructor, doctor, leader, follower. And in those rare and beautiful sun-filled moments, a mother is a friend to her child. I was a friend the last few days as my son and I ventured on to college campuses in search of a school where he could call home in a few years. First, I tried to remember the mother’s golden rule: stay quiet, let him get his bearings and don’t – under any circumstances – embarrass him! At one point, I asked him how I was doing and when I got the approval nod, I smiled. After that seemed to be going well I began to truly look around and what I saw were memories of my own college life. It brought me back to another time. And then the magic happened: I saw my son as I saw myself, and as he opened up to me and asked me questions about what I thought about the schools, what my impressions were, I realized in that moment, we were friends.
Sarah, I did look for beanies. I did look for college style. What I saw were students dressed in cool, comfortable and relaxed comfort and style – all wrapped in the greatest fashion accessory of all – a smile of happiness and contentment.
What do you think?
This was a rough morning: I had two places to be at the same time, and was not prepared. It is a state in which we mothers find ourselves all of the time, because life with children is nothing if not messy and chaotic. And just when you think you have your ducks-in-a-row something will happen to shake it all up and you are back to square one. I would like to say that it gets better as your children get older but this state of confusion has followed me into my boys’ teen years.
In times like these, a mother must remain calm and breathe deeply. And that is a good place to start, but the reality is that you need more to combat the chaos: you need lipstick. This morning, as I was rushing to my second place after delivering my son to his destination, I found myself grabbing my favorite lipstick* and telling my mother, “Lipstick always makes things better!” And it does. Applying lipstick in moments of stress is calming and instantly uplifting. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that lipstick is the gateway to the other stress reliever for any mother: her smile!
Sending you kisses! xx!