Okay, I love beauty magazines. I really do. I remember reading Redbook, Woman’s Day, Good Housekeeping, etc. when I was a young girl. Funny, huh? Magazines such as Glamour captured my young imagination. I loved to smell the pages (lol) and look at all of the glamorous people in them.
Now that I’m “all grown up” I still enjoy looking through them. A critical eye, garnered from years of disappointment and perhaps a tinge of cynicism doesn’t damper my enthusiasm one bit as I leisurely read through each and every page of Country Living and Style.
I love escaping into a dreamworld where perfection rules the day and neat, tidy children sit gleefully at the table, consuming my homemade cookies, while I, in my smart khaki pants and polo smile down at them in a motherly fashion.
Reality? The kids, sitting at the table, poking stubby little fingers at each other while their chocolate smeared faces compete with their shirts in a most unbecoming way!
Seriously though…one can keep on trying, right?
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