There has been a slow transformation going on here over the last few months. There hasn't been a part of my life style that hasn't been changed in some way or other since I became ill in January and that has been a good thing. I'm now on a diet and I'm actually sticking to it and for the first time in many years I feel quite positive. Maybe, just maybe, I actually might be able to lose some weight. The change in my medication seems to have helped in that department too. Just wish it would happen a little quicker.
I can't tell you how excited I am about the fact that I maybe in a floral Cath K dress (or Fat Face/Boden/Whitestuff/etc) with a cute cardi by Christmas. Or even before, in July when I go to see Crosby Stills & Nash. I haven't worn a dress for years as I look pregnant in dresses. I will keep you posted. It will be floral dresses everyday let me tell you.
And on Monday I did something I have never done before. Even my friends didn't think I was going to do it. I lay on the unfamiliar couch at the local Beauty Therapist's salon. My eyes closed. (Hands clenched as I was actually scared!) Half an hour later I had one set of individual eyelashes glued on to the top of one eyelid.
"Have I turned into Gwyneth yet? I whispered.
The Beauty Therapist roared with laughter,
"You are funny!" she said and started on the other eye.
Little did she know that I was only half joking!
I skipped out of that salon and instead of going to Sainsburys shopping went home to show Anth (who still is off work unwell but improving now.) his new look wife. He approved and nobody in Sainsburys laughed and pointed when I finally got there. Lucy and I laughed later that evening though. I asked her to take some photographs of the 'eyelashes' for the blog and we went out into the garden. There she was asking me to 'smize' like Tyra Banks and the children from next door (and the rest of the street) were passing our gate and they doubled back at the ridiculous sight of me trying and failing to pose like ..well like Gwyneth on the cover of Vogue. I cringed with embarrassment.
Now these are the best of a bad bunch (96 bad ones to be precise!)
How long these lashes will last is anyone's guess. I check every morning first to see if my tummy has shrunk a bit in the night (please God) and then to see if the lashes have made it through the night!
I'm getting rather fond of them and it's only been 4 days we've been glued together. I'm hoping we will stick together a lot longer.
