I think we need to be able to laugh at ourselves. Otherwise life is one long painful road. So I write this blog in the name of that spirit.
Today I had to run to the local grocery store for a few things. I'm packing for a trip as well as doing laundry so I grabbed a strapless bra that I found at the bottom of the drawer that I never wear. It had been a while.
As I made the two block walk to the grocery store I thought it felt a little loose and that I would tighten it up when I got home. But as I did my shopping it kept slipping farther and farther. I tried to casually hoist myself up but I was in the grocery store over lunch hour and everywhere I looked there were dozens of construction workers and painters refueling for the afternoon. I couldn't find a quiet corner in the store anywhere.
The slippage kept getting worse. At one point I looked down and thought I looked like a melted candle. I could feel people watching me. And while I was terrified it was going to fall all the way down to my waist, I kept shopping. What else could I do? Get my stuff and get out! I put my shoulders back, filled my stomach with as much air as possible to prevent further sinking and gave people a look that said, "yes this is the new fashion trend and it's awesome!"
I breathed a huge sigh of relief when I made it home until I went into the bathroom. I took the phrase 'double breasted' to another level! I looked hilarious!
And just as I fixed myself up I realized that I had forgotten the only thing on the list that I really needed. What can I say? I was flustered! I had to turn around and go back . . . Five minutes later I found myself walking through the doors with a slight blush on my cheeks.
Life lesson of the day. Have a sense of humour, hold your head high . . . and buy a good bra! HA! ✿ Micheline
And Everything Else A Canadian Learned From A Colombiana About the Balance of Mother, Wife and Self
¡La Vida Es Buena . . . Vivela!
A Colombiana and a Canadian take an inside look at how Latin women can make sexy look seamless in motherhood.
Micheline and Liana meet during their expatriate relocation to Buenos Aires, Argentina. As an everyday mom of a three- and five-year-old, Canadian Micheline is tired. She hasn't peed with the bathroom door closed in years and has no idea where her workout wear is. Personal time is a vague memory and she avoids mirrors at all costs.
Liana, a Colombiana and mother of a two- and a seven-old, bubbles up. She looks as fresh as a teenager whether she is going to the gym, playing with her girls or heading out for cocktails with her husband. Micheline discovers that Liana finds joy and humour in everything--from grocery shopping to waxing to hangovers. Yes, even hangovers...Through their friendship, they realize that Latin and non-Latin women look at the world with different perspectives on beauty, exercise and mothering.
Micheline decides she wants to take a drink from the Latin cup. After years of personal friendship, humour and outrageous stories, they decide to make it a project. The Beautiful Hangover is born.
¡Vamos chicas!