Recently I got a haircut that was a mistake. My hair is pretty low maintenance--I keep it all one length but instead of trimming it and keeping slightly past the shoulders mark, I had them cut it at my shoulder. No biggie but I don't like it...especially with the humidity right around the corner that will make my hair/head look like a big mushroom. (As an aside, if this was 20 years ago, I would have been beside myself about the bad hair. I would like to say that I am able to prioritize what's important but really it's exhaustion and late of time.)
Anyway, when Ching saw it, he casually said.."Oh, you look like a soccer mom."
Okay.
But then I think about the last soccer game that I was at with Laurel and Rachel. On a typical Saturday, the moms show up with casual hair and Burberry rain boots. Mini-vans didn't crowd the parking lot and most seem casually hip carrying their REI lawn chair in a tote. There was definitely a mom jean wearing mom with a mini van here or there but overall, everyone seemed so put together.
I am not taking Ching's comment as an insult but I am not giving him credit for the compliment...until I get those Burberry rain boots.
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