It is strange how all those things we felt were so important to us in younger days, simply drift away into the abyss when we get older, and are never given another thought.
I’d never dream of walking out the door without my makeup intact, good grief going naked outside, never! Now I walk out without any makeup at all and don’t even bother to glance in the hallway mirror as I step out into the big wide world.
Clothes are something I have always put priority on ‘liking’ regardless of label. I loved the mini skirts and flared trousers. I stuck to what I liked, which was the fashion at the time, and usually it was off the peg from cheaper shops and certainly not designer gear that was far too expensive for me. Designer stuff in my youth was not really for the ordinary working girl or families, it was something for the upper class who had all the dosh to spend on it! However, I always dressed in fashion with the cheaper versions. My favourite fashion designer in my teenage years was Mary Quant, I loved her shoes and my mum saved up and bought me a pair. I was thrilled to bits with the shoes (my obsession was, and still is, shoes). I kept them under my bed and almost had a funeral for them when they eventually died! Now I go to charity shops most of the time and I can find things I like better there rather than in the fashion shops.
Other things like big houses, luxury holidays and flash cars all mean nothing when we mature like fine wine. So, I crossed all of these things off my list a long time ago and replaced them with things that do matter such as family, friends and being in reasonably good health and, without doubt those happy days with smiles and laughter that I can make memories from, just lovely!
Happy carefree days!