The journey and process to becoming an official mother-in-law is fraught with pre-wedding pressures. First from the Oz Hairdressers, that I need to look perfect with a promotion priced hair colour, cut and blow wave...looking like I have been in a wind tunnel or like Phyllis Dillus(?) of the TV sitcom of the 1960s. Then a visit to David Jones to get some advise on make-up from Voula at the Clarins counter. She was very helpful indeed. I joked about sleeping on Saturday night, fully made-up with foundation, eyeliner, lipstick and dressed so that, come Sunday morning, I should be ready to attend the wedding by 9 a.m. That was not the end of the saga. A beauty facial place put more pressure by selling their machine treatment to smoothen my forehead and frown-lines. Totaling $200+. With two appointment cards in my hand, freaking out by the imposed pressure, let loose when I returned to DC's flat.
By Friday, I canceled both appointments and felt total RELIEF!
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