I don’t remember a lot of specific details about my Dad’s mom. I have memories for sure, I just don’t really have a firm grasp on her personal character. She died when I was in 3rd grade after a lengthy battle with cancer. I have several bones to pick with cancer about it’s continued harassment of my family, but that’s something for another day. What I do have of my Grandma are the things she left behind: a gorgeous punch bowl, some fancy silver serving pieces which are sprinkled all over my new home, and Irish roots to blame my temper on. She also left behind an odd little wall hanging that hung beside my bedroom door all through college. It looks a bit like something you might find at a garage sale, or even throw away, but it says something very important to me, “I didn’t get this far just by looking good.” Even though my Grandma didn’t live to see me graduate high school, attend college, and grow into the person I am today, her little wall hanging has stuck in the back of my mind and has my own personal mantra.
I’m always amazed and slightly frustrated when people who meet me come to the “revelation” that I’m a smart girl. WHY WOULD YOU AUTOMATICALLY ASSUME I’M NOT SMART?!?! Just because I like makeup and I’m pretty doesn’t mean I’m dumb. Maybe I’m biased, because I’ve always run with the ‘smart’ crowd, but the only women I know are smart, beautiful, and strong. None of my girlfriends got to where they are now just because they are pretty!! Does being pretty help?? Yes..yes it does. Studies have shown that women who go to job interviews with their hair and makeup done receive higher starting salaries. Great…..I can deal with that I guess. Part of being smart is knowing how to leverage yourself and your assets. Throw on an killer bra, some good lipstick, feel good about yourself, and go get those jobs! I support this, but what I don’t support is people thinking I’m less intelligent just because I can wing my eyeliner.