About

I’m 30 now — I was 29 when I originally wrote this, you know — overweight, and clueless about beauty routines and acceptable fashion. When I was younger, it was easier to get away with using whichever bar of soap was handy to wash my face, to buy clothes that I just thought looked neat and not worry about them matching, to dye my hair any number of strange colors.

I used to look much younger than my age, and then one day I woke up and — wait, what’s that near my eyes… wrinkles? Panic! I had so much going on in my life and so little idea where to start, and have spent a year or so wearing sweatpants. And Crocs. In public. I don’t believe in trying to hide the fact that I’m getting older (well, not yet anyway), and I’m mostly interested in figuring out what is appropriate for someone in their early 30s. Since I started this blog, I’ve at least started wearing yoga pants that look like they might be regular black pants and decent knitted tops. And less Crocs.

I hope my journey will end with me feeling like someone who’s put together and takes care of herself; it’s far too easy, especially when I’m depressed, to just let everything slide. And I hope what I learn will help other women to become more self-confident.