© 2010 Jeanne E Webster. All Rights Reserved
Life is an ever-changing kaleidoscope of arenas. For most women our first colorful formatting begins months before birth with the preparation of a cute little nursery containing a changing-table. We don’t remember but have seen photos and heard stories of it. It was loaded with all the gotta-haves: drawers stuffed with wash cloths, receiving blankets, undershirts, nightgowns, bibs and tons of diapers. The top was the cleanup and/or changing area, cluttered with jars of baby oil, baby powder, wipes, cotton swabs, baby lotion and the traditional tiny comb and brush.
Quickly outgrowing that scene, we shifted into the bright I’m Mommy’s big girl now table, strewn with Barbie dolls, stuffed dolls, dolls that walked & talked, dancing dolls, crying dolls, doll clothes of every sort and color, crayons and colored pencils, paper doll cut-outs, coloring books, little reading books and an oversized doll house for little people in-residence, for a while.
With the passage of a bye-bye rummage sale for our doll collection, we splished & splashed into teen-hood with a vanity table, full mirror, and racks of makeup products meant to dazzle. Included were lipsticks, vials of powder and liquid makeup, and tubes of that oh-so-sexy black mascara. Jars of Noxzema face cream and acne preparations were utilized as restorative agents. Extra-essential items were perfumes, the latest deodorants, photos of boyfriends sealed with a kiss of the reddest lipstick we could find, hand mirrors with a flip zoom lens to get those back-of-our-fancy-hairdos shots, and the ever present bobby pins and hair clips to control stray unmanageable hairs.
A few years after high school graduation, our sparkling vanity table lost its luster due to the addition of a wonderful husband and vibrant children. We had parted easily with the radiating frills of yesteryear to concentrate on family. The table now spun a different scene, and old photos were long gone along with the acne preps. Maybe the two were connected in some way? Hair curlers, perm rods, scarves and lots of hair products played their parts now: sprays, softeners, firmers, high lighters and ultra-controllers. With a growing family, we had less time to color, as family was our main priority and love.
The middle-age vanity table made its entrance years later with a slowing down of the sparkling revolutions. Crisp, clean crocheted table scarves and miniature lamps with smokestack-looking shades replaced the shake rattle and roll view. A lighted makeup mirror was added to help repair damaged areas due to the aging process. Makeup flavors were fewer now, with experimental periods dismissed to settle in with our favorites. Less time was spent sitting at the table as we became enraptured with soap operas, chatting with friends on the phone, or playing spin the bottle with the garden jewels. What a ride life had thrilled us with! What brilliant, beautiful extracts we hold dear!
All too soon we waken to a small bedside table holding a glass of water, 3 bottles of prescription medicines, two or three cough drops, a cell phone, TV remote, a small flashlight and an old miniature table lamp. Where did the all the pretty’s go? Time has changed from the frills to the basic essentials so quickly!
Enjoy life; it passes by with hardly a whimper or shout. To LIFE!