I took my kids out to dinner this past Saturday night, and as we were walking out the door, I took a good look at my thirteen year old daughter and realized she had some kind of thick paste smeared on parts of her forehead and cheeks. It turned out to be some concealer which was not the right color to begin with, and had been applied in poor light. So I took her back inside and had her wash it off. Then I put a little of my own foundation on the worst of her acne, and promised to work with her on her appearance the next day.
So on Sunday, we looked through her cosmetics and talked about colors and application and whatnot. I threw away that awful concealer and bought her some foundation. As we went over some grooming basics, I learned that she had given up on shaving because her razor got rusty and she kept forgetting to ask me for another. She also hasn’t been using the Proactiv solution I had provided for her because she’s “too tired to wash her face at night.” She never forgets to put on earrings, necklaces, or nail polish before school, but she does sometimes forget deodorant!
I’m not a pushy kind of mother, but I’m thinking of supervising the child very closely for a while. I remember seeing pictures of myself as a nerdy little middle (and high) schooler and asking my mom how she could have let me leave the house looking that way. I’m leery of sending the wrong message (you’re not good enough; girls have to be pretty) but I cringe at the thought of her going so unprepared into the lions’ den of middle school society.
So anyway, yesterday I did away with her unibrow, stood over her while she washed and medicated her face, and I have plans to go shopping with her soon for some better clothes. I also dyed her hair orange. :smack:
I didn’t mean to! She had brown hair with lots of (professionally done) blonde highlights, and I thought she’d get a psychological boost out of getting a little change, so I bought a box of what I considered a medium blonde color. Now she looks like Lucy, and I’ve got some ‘splainin’ to do! I tried to convince her that it looks better, even though it’s not what we had in mind, but I don’t think she’s going for it.
So what do you think? Should I let my poor misguided offspring go around smelling and looking funny as long as she’s happy, or should I interfere? Let’s be honest…I’m going to interfere no matter what you say. So tell me, how do I go about instilling a bit more interest in how she looks, and specifically, is there a cure for orange hair?