Tuesday, 25 May 2010
How the hell does she manage it?
So bear with me.
We go to swimming lessons with the kids every Saturday morning. Come rain or shine, hungover or not, we have all three kids in lessons every Saturday morning. We go early, so that the five of us can all get in the pool together first, to swim together, and to play.
And every Saturday, we see a similar range of parents. One lady in particular.
She is a classic blonde.
She is beautiful.
Her hair is always perfect (despite the humidity poolside.)
Her make up is always glowing and utterly immaculate.
Her clothes are classy and chic......fitted outfits and divine shoes. Beautiful subtle jewellery.
I pass her every single week. As I drag my three kids in, me in my trackies and my thongs, face totally scrubbed, hair scraped back, she is sitting there, composed and together, legs crossed, at the side of the pool, with poise and grace.