tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2192264409999598081.post8855258783413312783..comments2023-05-02T02:56:52.724-07:00Comments on Half The Woman I Used To Be: ExcusesGeorgiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03278904995160952322noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2192264409999598081.post-10672809609574291832009-10-02T13:14:20.045-07:002009-10-02T13:14:20.045-07:00Alana, you nailed it! I come from post-WW2 immigr...Alana, you nailed it! I come from post-WW2 immigrant stock, peasants looking for a better life. If you had spotlessly clean clothes, food in your belly and a solid roof over your head, you were lucky!<br /><br />So, growing up dark, fuzzy and solidly built didn't exactly make for a canvas on which "fashionable" was painted. I struggle with a daily reason to apply blush and lip Georgiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03278904995160952322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2192264409999598081.post-88842601890478184152009-10-02T11:16:00.884-07:002009-10-02T11:16:00.884-07:00Hi Georgia! I found you blog via 3FC. I'm read...Hi Georgia! I found you blog via 3FC. I'm reading the book as well--because you recommended it! <br /><br />You didn't list it as an "excuse" but I bet your upbringing has a HUGE amount to do with your lack of attention to your appearence. I grew up thinking that beyond looking "presentable" all else was vanity. But every time I looked in the mirror or dallies at the Alana in Canadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08440969357242099169noreply@blogger.com