MY MOM AT 19, LIVING IN DALLAS AND WORKING.
I don't know about your mom but my mama was always a working mom.
Aside from working the typical 9-5 office gig, she was also an avid volunteer at the church and at the forefront of every school function and event we ever had. She had 4 kids, 2 girls & 2 boys, and was there for each and everyone us—from school board meetings and fundraisers to sitting in the bleachers supporting every single thing we did; my mom was always there.
And while her children were her priority, she had an immense love for God, which made volunteering at the church so easy for her. I didn't realize it then but looking back, and as I write this now, she was truly inspiring me to be the woman I am today.
From lipstick, perfume and high heels to bake sales, school projects, motherhood and God, she was my inspiration to womanhood.
MY MOM WITH THE PRETTY PINK BOW.
The one thing I vividly remember most about my childhood with my mom, was that no matter where she went, what she did or what she attended, she always looked nice. Her representation, as a woman and a mother, meant a lot to her and it showed with the efforts she made for herself.
And I was watching, every step of the way!
On weekdays she would spend hours getting us ready for school—from the struggle of waking up 4 grumpy children to screaming kids fighting about who was showering, who didn't want to and who hated it. My mom battled it all.
And breakfast was never an option—even if we weren't hungry, she made us eat at least a piece of toast—all while dressing herself too, throwing a load to wash and picking up the house, my mom did it all and out the door we all went.
MY MOM WITH HER TWO BROTHERS.
During our entire childhood, and even beyond, I don't remember us ever being allowed to leave the house looking as if we had just gotten out of bed. My mom made sure we were always clean and never hungry. Our bellies were always full and we always gleamed from the cold cream she used to slather on our faces as we cried because we hated it. And our hair, well, it always looked combed to perfection.
However, watching my mom get ready for work each day, were the days I was first introduced to beauty & fashion.
Between Jafra body oils and pink Jergens cold cream jars that sat on her dresser, to her favorite AVON-embossed lipsticks and her collection of matching colored heels and panty hose—which were quite the rave back in the 80's—many of my first introductions to beauty and fashion were by watching her.
So in celebration of Mother’s Day, in a few days, I've compiled some of my mom's beauty advice, tips and tricks she taught me growing up; even my grandma made me laugh.
GLAMOUR SHOTS — CIRCA 80's
"Never go to bed with makeup on because it's bad for your skin but also because it’s a pain to wash your pillowcases."
"Just because all your friends are trying to look like Madonna, doesn't mean you have to. You're a natural beauty don't follow that trash."
"Before bed, put lots of moisturizer on your feet and sleep with socks on. You’ll wake up with baby soft skin."
"Make your hair as big as your personality" (my grandma once told me—in Spanish mind you—as I was getting ready for junior prom.)
"Use a lot of cold cream on your face, no matter how shiny you look, it's good for your skin."
"Always wear panty hose they hide scars, veins and suck you in."
"A woman should always smell good" ...as she sprayed her favorite perfume White Diamonds all over her body and headed out the door.
"Wear high heels while you can because one day you'll be old and won't have that luxury."
"Skirts make you look tall and elegant."
"Even if you don't feel like it, if you go out of this house put some lotion on your face, brush your teeth, and comb your hair."
Always get your nails done, it says a lot about a woman."
"If you get dressed, I'll take you to Glamour Shots, they'll make you feel like a queen."
I love my mom. She taught me so much about life, without realizing she was teaching me; at least she thought she wasn't. She didn't think I was listening (she always said) because I was always rolling my eyes and talking back, as most stupid teenagers do, but I was. And I thank God for her.
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO MY BEAUTIFUL MOM AND TO THE REST OF THE BEAUTIFUL MOM'S, MAMA'S, MOTHER'S, MOMMIE'S, MADRES.
You may not believe it but you really are the stepping stone to teaching your daughters.