Wednesday, 14 June 2017

How To Be Extra When You're So Basic

Me, literally none of the time
I have no issue with the word ‘basic’, and I’m the first to admit to taking shortcuts when it comes to girly stuff (apart from shoes…I am EXTRA when it comes to shoes).  I own two wardrobes and a linen cupboard that are literally crammed with clothesand I own more than 100 pairs of shoes, boots and flats. Do I wear them all? Nope. Do I wear the same things over and over again? Absolutely.  Does this fact stop me shopping? Absolutely not. 

I find it a struggle to find a balance between indulging in my 'I don't really care' attitude and the conflicting feeling that 'I should really make a bit of effort'. It's like I have a glamorous, made up, properly accessorised woman (with matching handbag) on one shoulder and a make up free, leggings and baggy jumper clad, jewellery-less, dry shampooed tramp on the other. With me, it's all or nothing. However, I have recently begun to make steps to shift away from this basic mindset and found that I don't have to spend hours getting ready in the morning just to look half normal. These are my tips then how to be extra when you're totally basic:


I wear my hair up 99% of the time. There are genuine moments in my life when I've straightened my hair and been completely taken aback by how long it was. If I ever wear it down, I pull some conditioner through it and leave my natural curls to dry on their own. These days, instead of a simple ponytail gathered at the back of my head, I often pull it to side and plait it, or pile it all up on top of my head in a mass of messy curls. This barely takes me any longer than a basic pony and it makes me look as if I care just a *tiny* bit about the state of my head before I dash off to work. If I'm feeling particularly extra, I might even wash it...


I rarely wear much makeup. I am simply not a girl who likes to be caked in goop all day.  Plus, I just don’t have the time to be doing all that crap only to have to take it all off and start again the next morning. If I go out, which is rare for me, I slap on some foundation and even go as far as making the effort to put on some liquid eyeliner, but only if I have an extra 45 minutes to spare because I'm rubbish at it. Over the past few months I discovered that Maybelline makes a roll on liquid blush. And not only is it a roll on blush; it also doubles as a lipstick. IT'S A BLIPSTICK, PEOPLE! If you didn't know, the blipstick is THE perfect accessory for the basic woman who wants to be extra. In other words: me. It now takes me around 5 minutes in the bathroom each day and I can confidently float out the back door to my car looking like I didn't run out of fucks to give in the summer of 2010.    


I wear the same chain every day with my husband's initial on it, and also my dog.  I'm absolutely serious.  On my hands I wear my engagement and weddings bands and some gorgeous sparkler that my husband bought me before he was my husband. I own other jewellery; both costume and pretty expensive, but I just don’t have the energy to look for it, or rake through boxes trying to untangle it in order to put it on.  My older sister has a Stella and Dot franchise, so I’ve been exposed to SO many bracelets, cuffs, earrings and everything else you can think of for the past 9 months or so and  I also appear to have bought a shit ton of it.  I recently purchased a little pair of hooped earrings and a gorgeous silver cuff bracelet, which I leave on the nightstand when I get home each night and pop on when I'm ready to hit the road.  It’s not much, but these little details do make me feel a little more put together than usual. I mean, how can a woman who voluntarily puts on earrings and a bracelet possibly NOT have all her shit together? And this is the exact impression I'm trying to convey.  The fact that it's in no way a reality is hardly the point. 

Matching Clothes:

I've never had any issue with finding shoes to match an outfit because, well...I have so many of them. I do, however, find it a challenge to fit all of the finding of the stuff in that crucial 5 minute window of opportunity between coming out of the shower and getting in my car.  It will come as no surprise to you that, as a dedicated lazy girl, I have no time for ironing.  I don't even know where my iron is.  Also, I don't even think it's my iron; it belongs to Les.  When I entered this marriage, I did so without the means to uncrease my clothing.  Anyway, when I'm shopping (which is usually in chazzas in Dolgellau), I will only buy clothes that require little maintenance.  It's all very well telling myself that I'll make the effort to iron something pretty that I find but, the truth of the matter is that, when it comes to the crunch, I just won't wear it. I wear simple dresses for work and prefer something I can put in my gym bag when I get changed before my workout and will still look ok when I hang it back up at home. If something doesn't pass this test, it can't be mine.  

What I have found useful is to have a few outfits on rotation that match to some degree and are hung up under the 'Put This On, It's Only For Work' side of my wardrobe.  It's full of non creased clothing that have literally no buttons or annoying necks or collars and can be put on in a matter of seconds.  There are days when I actually look like one of those women I can't stand (the put together ones... you know the ones that get up early and always look good? Yeah, I hate them).  

At the end of the day, I will always be too interested in doing something else (read: sleeping) to really bother much about anything else, but it feels good to fake it a little sometimes and have people think you've got the hang of the whole adulting thing.

Suz xx