Before and After - Day and Night

Give me an hour and shower and it really makes this big of a difference.

So, the other night, at that ballet class, one of the moms was all, "Where do I know you from."

I get that a lot, from my pro-comedy tour and/or my modeling days. OR, I'm just really tall, and loud, and people remember rolling their eyes at me at some point in their life. None the less, the two places you'll find me at are my gym or the school just about every day.

So, I suggest to the nice lady that she's seen me at either place. Nope. Hmmm, maybe she reads the blog? I didn't have the arrogance to ask. But if she did, that would be so cool. I'd be like an Omaha celebrity or something.

We couldn't figure out where she knew me from, and then class was over and we went on our merry ways.

The next day, I went to work out. And then my day was hectic and I needed to go by the grocery store, the good one, not WalMart. Typically, when I go to the grocery store, or play the consumer role at all, I shower, brush my hair and put make up on. You are welcome Omaha.

Because I really do look like two different people:

1. The fairly "it'll do" look if I have make up on. Not too shabby. Not a supermodel, but I don't scare children either.

2. And without make up on, "Meth head, but with all of my teeth" type of look.

I've said this all along, and my friends and Ricardo simply oblige with a pathetic octave-raising, "No you don't! You look great without make up on!" And then a mumbled, "Bless your heart."

But this day, I had on my workout clothes, my hair up in horns on top of my head with a headband on, and no make-up, including blemishes and dark circles under my eyes. I resolved that I don't sweat much, even when working out, and didn't stink - because I soooooo checked. And I'd just brushed my teeth, so, hygenically speaking, I was okay.
And if not, maybe the store employees would take pity on me and help me out, maybe a free case of coffee or something. There's always that. Right?

I only need a few items anyways, this will be quick. I round the corner in the health food area, and who do I see, but that lady from ballet who couldn't place where she's seen me before. OFCOURSE! The grocery store! My other daily hang out. Seriously y'all, I'd rather walk aimlessly through the aisles of a grocery store than the mall any day. And I'm okay with that.

So, I start laughing, and say hello, extend my hand out. She shakes it, and I say,
"Well, now you know where you know me from."
Long pause and look of confusion from the lady.
"Uh, I'm Leslie, I just met you last night. Our daughters are in ballet together. You said you knew me from somewhere..."
Still shock, possibly horror on this woman's face, mostly confusion.
"I just got done working out and look nothing like I do with make up and real clothes on."
More pause. Understanding and relief that I'm not the meth head she thought I was.
Finally, a light goes off and she says, "OH hi! Wow, no, you don't look like the same person at all!"

I'll take that as a compliment that I'm a wizard with the ol makeup brush.

That's how I roll, freaking out one grocery shopping mom at a time.