It’s not for lack of trying of course. But your alarm betrayed you (or coddled you) and you’ve got fifteen minutes less to work with. The baby may be fussy, the computer has a virus, the car refuses to start.
It’s raining, too, no doubt. So what you did manage to do with your hair is frizzy or flat the moment you step outside. Then your purse strap frays or your bag bottom breaks and stuff goes everywhere.
Now not only is your outfit thrown together because turns out your favorite shirt was in the wash when you could have sworn you just ironed it, and not only is your hair misbehaving, but you’re scrambling to fetch things from the front porch steps. And you’re getting soaked doing it.
You’ve been Pinteresting your style. Your pedicure looks salon-quality. Your feet are comfy and cute. Your trendy trench coat is trying to pull together a makeshift look you borrowed from someone else.
But today is not an I-did-it day. Today is a day when your best-laid plans went the way of most of mice and men: awry. Today is a day you’re frustrated, grumpy, sighing, and wondering if this Adorning thing is really worth the effort.
Let me tell you. I’ve stood in those sopping wet shoes. With curls in my eyes that are cackling with glee because they get to frizz out in the rain. And I’ve felt ugly.
Don’t go there, sister. Choose to see the sparkle of the rain as it drips from the porch gutter. Choose to meet the next mirror with a smile and a wink and a reminder that Someone says you’re beautiful all the time. Soothe the baby. Huff at the computer. Groan at the car.
But be beautiful.
Because you already are. And I’m not the only one who says so. You may not feel the beauty. But if there’s one thing Adornabelle has taught me, it’s that beauty isn’t so much in the things we do to feel beautiful, it’s in how we are beautiful.
So be the beauty instead.