Let’s Get Mediocre and Screw. Up.
A couple of months ago I was at a conference with many other women. I sat there listening to the conference speaker in my outfit I had agonized over, with my embarrassing, ponytailed hair that really needed to be cut, and worried about my appearance. (Because really, it IS all about me. All. The. Time.) As I sat there with all the other shiny, pretty mommies, my blood ran cold when I heard the speaker say:
“Pull up your right pantleg.”
“Now take your left hand and feel the woman’s leg to your right.”
All the shiny, pretty mommies groaned. We were BUSTED. As I reached over and felt the girl to my right’s hairy calf, and as mine was felt up as well, I thought, “this is kinda hot!” “Yay! I am not the only one who haz ugly!”
The speaker then went on to say that we shiny, hairy mommies had just participated in the “ministry of mediocrity” – helping others by showing our real selves. Wiping off the lip-plumping-diamond-shine-hydra-gloss and puckering up with our skinny, dry, cracked smackers. She said that when we show others our imperfections, they can better accept their own.
The be-atch had a point.
It made me think of a good friend with whom I have playdates. We’ve decided to betrothe our two-year-olds (really, arranged marriages just eliminate so much of the worry!) so we get the kids together so they can start getting to know each other. This girl and I are both terrible housekeepers. I love going over to her house and seeing cheerios and three-day-old shredded cheese on the floor. It’s like Christmas! She’s giving me a gift by being just as bad or worse at housekeeping as I am. And you know what? I am as comfortable in her mess as I am in my own. We can relax, celebrate our epic failure, and have a good time together.
(Exhibit A: the current state of my living room floor)
So do me a favor, blogosphere. When I see you at BlissDom or BlogHer, and I stick my hairy legs in your face and ask you to feel them, will you obligingly do so and then show me a hairy pit or a chin hair? Don’t be a tease, I know you’re not perfect. Let’s compare uglies, get comfy, and party!
Come on, now…I showed you mine. Will you show me yours?
There has to be some law against being that gorgeous even with a ponytail and hairy legs… anyone? No? Well, it’s a good thing for Jenny, then, because she’d be in the lock-up for sure. When she’s not too busy being so damn cute, she spends her time Mommin It Up! with her cousin Emily. Hop over!