No one is more surprised than my family that I write for a beauty and style blog because I was the dirtiest little tomboy in my youth. Dresses? Prissy. Makeup? Prissy. Nail polish? So prissy.
But, try as I might, I couldn’t escape everything grooming-related. I remember how, after a bath, I’d sit on the stool in our old kitchen while Mom would brush detangler through my locks and then blow dry it. I used to complain that the heat from that devil machine was hurting—burning!—my ears and scalp, and Mom would tell me, “It hurts to be beautiful.” I’d say, “But Mooooom, I don’t want to be beautiful!” But I was going to be beautiful, dammit.
So, while my mom’s twisted style advice was that looking attractive might be liable to cause me pain and discomfort— she’s right about stilettos— read on to hear crazy tricks other mommies have taught us over the years. Remember: It doesn’t have to hurt to be beautiful. Keep reading »