Looks and comments

Three things seem to have triggered a wave of comments - thankfully complements - from people who have seen me more frequently the past year. 1) My hair is longer. The sad part is I enjoy it short. But people seem to like it long, as does my wallet, so oh well. 2) I wear make-up to work. When I don't, I get asked whether I'm sick or tired. Sad as it is, I've noticed that make-up after 30 appears to be a must. My female colleagues the same age show similiar affects. With looks healthy, without we look gray and exhausted. I never wear any on a "normal" homey day. What a sad must. I never used to understand why my mom didn't leave the house without make-up...now I do. 3) I don't wear my old jeans and alternate between three t-shirts. I even wear tiny heels. Could I have imagined this when my main route was playground sand to washing machine to the grocery store across the street? All this in combo: thanks to work. Funny, right? You'd think the mom at home has so much time to make an effort. Some do. I never saw the point...