For some reason lately, I've felt pulled to the skin care aisle. I ponder all the creams and lotions said to firm skin and reduce fine lines. I buy little strips to clear my pores. I look at magazines to find that one great cut and or color that will adorn my head. I peruse the clothing catalogs that i used to heave into the recycling bin upon receipt. Even the shoes on QVC call to me.

Maybe it's Spring? I dunno.

But this is new to me. I used to love new clothes, new shoes, new moisturizers and cleansers. But that was a long time ago. I became a mom and proceeded to totally neglect my skin and my wardrobe. The little pink and blue outfits were so much cuter than anything in my department. And sneakers became my shoe of choice most of the time.

But all of a sudden, I feel like I'm coming out of my cocoon and I need some bling bling to accentuate the wings. I want facials and strappy platform sandals, I want chunky highlights and smaller, cleaner pores. These things have suddenly become important to me Why?! I thought I was this earth mama who didn't care about that stuff; besides, it's full of chemicals, right?! I'm sure the clerks think me crazy when having this not so inner dialogue with myself in the hair coloring aisle. I can't seem to merge these two parts of myself...the one who wants to hug trees and the one who wants big red chemically induced highlights. Need to keep working on that...

At any rate, I'm enjoying rediscovering this part of myself. She's been asleep a long time and needs to have a little fun...