The Tomboy Grows Up!

It's official the tomboy has grown up. (I'm referring to me - in case you didn't know)

Growing up I wanted to be just like my big brother, as a consequence of this, I was a bit of a tomboy. I'd run and play in the dirt. I'd climb trees (until I fell out, cut up my side, bled a lot, and developed a fear of heights.)

My brother and I used to play in the yard on missions of the highest important, 'saving the princess.' What we were saving her from, I don't really remember; dragons, evil suitors??? Who knows. What I do remember is I never actually wanted to be the princess! I wanted to be a part of the real action! I wanted to be the one doing the saving. So, my brother and I would set out as a team to save the imaginary princess from her imaginary foes.

I didn't like to wear dresses, but I always liked it when my mom did my hair. I used to watch my mom put on makeup and I loved it when she would put a little bit of blush on my cheeks and tell me I was too pretty to wear makeup. So, I guess I was never fully committed to my tomboy ways... and one could have predicted my future.

By the time I was in high school I gave up big baggy t-shirts for cute fitted tops. I remember the first day of high school "being accused" of turning into a girly girl because my top was fitted, had a collar, buttons, and a floral design. I tried to get the boy who accused me of such atrocities to take it back - but he refused. I still wasn't much a fan of dresses or high heels. I would wear such things for formal dances - but would end up taking off my high heels and dancing without shoes.

Skip ahead to modern day. I am now really into shoes. I am in love with the high heel platform pumps and anxiously await the day that I can find a pair that my heel doesn't walk out of!!! I even wear dresses and heels out.

But, what really solidifies my transition from tomboy to well... something else? I'll tell you. I finally broke down and bought all the "fancy" makeup brushes... the ones that have the specific uses. Foundation brush, concealer brush, eyeshadow brush, blush brush, and lip brush. Yep, I'm fancy now! When I apply my makeup - I mean business. When I go out, I mean business.

Gone are the days of undergrad - when I went out in the jeans and old man sweaters with no makeup.

Strange how we change...
Sydney Smiles: The Tomboy Grows Up!

Friday, June 18, 2010

The Tomboy Grows Up!

It's official the tomboy has grown up. (I'm referring to me - in case you didn't know)

Growing up I wanted to be just like my big brother, as a consequence of this, I was a bit of a tomboy. I'd run and play in the dirt. I'd climb trees (until I fell out, cut up my side, bled a lot, and developed a fear of heights.)

My brother and I used to play in the yard on missions of the highest important, 'saving the princess.' What we were saving her from, I don't really remember; dragons, evil suitors??? Who knows. What I do remember is I never actually wanted to be the princess! I wanted to be a part of the real action! I wanted to be the one doing the saving. So, my brother and I would set out as a team to save the imaginary princess from her imaginary foes.

I didn't like to wear dresses, but I always liked it when my mom did my hair. I used to watch my mom put on makeup and I loved it when she would put a little bit of blush on my cheeks and tell me I was too pretty to wear makeup. So, I guess I was never fully committed to my tomboy ways... and one could have predicted my future.

By the time I was in high school I gave up big baggy t-shirts for cute fitted tops. I remember the first day of high school "being accused" of turning into a girly girl because my top was fitted, had a collar, buttons, and a floral design. I tried to get the boy who accused me of such atrocities to take it back - but he refused. I still wasn't much a fan of dresses or high heels. I would wear such things for formal dances - but would end up taking off my high heels and dancing without shoes.

Skip ahead to modern day. I am now really into shoes. I am in love with the high heel platform pumps and anxiously await the day that I can find a pair that my heel doesn't walk out of!!! I even wear dresses and heels out.

But, what really solidifies my transition from tomboy to well... something else? I'll tell you. I finally broke down and bought all the "fancy" makeup brushes... the ones that have the specific uses. Foundation brush, concealer brush, eyeshadow brush, blush brush, and lip brush. Yep, I'm fancy now! When I apply my makeup - I mean business. When I go out, I mean business.

Gone are the days of undergrad - when I went out in the jeans and old man sweaters with no makeup.

Strange how we change...

2 Comments:

At June 18, 2010 at 10:05 AM , OpenID cgbookcat1 said...

Wow. I don't know how to use most of those . . .

You look good in jeans and sweaters, in case you ever need a backup plan.

 
At June 18, 2010 at 10:59 AM , Blogger Samantha said...

Ha ha... thanks Carol. Trust me - I still have the jeans and sweaters too! :)

As for the new brushes - I am like a lost little puppy trying to figure them out... but I figure I'm smart I'll get the hang of it! Lol.

 

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