Ugly, Untidy and Unclean during Lockdown #A-ZChallenges2020
My moustache and husband’s hair is growing, if the lockdown continues then we would look like (bad) clones of each other. Quite similar to celebrity wax statues, where you can identify which statue is whom but yet they are so different.
Both of us like many other people all over the world have not visited the salon in the longest time. We are on our way to reverse our evaluation and become Neanderthals once again.
Pre-Lockdown, on a regular day, I used to wake up and then change my nightclothes and slip into track pants and go for my morning walk. After coming back, I used to take a bath and change into my work clothes and start working by 10am. However, now till 2pm, I roam around in my nighty (which is torn in a couple of places). Well, I am the kind of woman who always hated to watch women roaming around in their nightclothes and always believed that nightclothes should be only worn during sleep time. This lockdown changed my thoughts. Now, I give preference to comfort over anything. The man also roams around in his night shorts all through the night and day. If we click a couple photo now and post it on some crowdfunding platform for the homeless, we will surely amass a fortune.
When we have to attend some official calls we put on a formal shirt above whatever we are wearing and sit in front of the camera. The upper and the lower part of the body literally start struggling with multiple personality disorder. If the lockdown persists any longer than we would forget wearing trousers and skirts.
Our house is equally messy. My regular readers are aware that I suffer from ataxophobiaand used to be poor woman’s Marie Kondo, you could read my previous posts on home organisation However, the lockdown changed my entire personality. Gone are the days of a clean house, now half of the things are on the floor and I am least bothered. Nobody is going to visit us so what is the urgency to clean?
I think, I am not alone in this journey to ‘eternal ugliness’. Most of the pretty women have stopped posting selfies on their timeline. That makes me feel comfortable. Honestly, I am not the makeup type, but then again I am also not the one who would let her body hair grow like Rapunzel. After the lockdown is over, I doubt if my old photos would even resemble me. What is your story of cleaning and grooming during lockdown? I am eager to know.
[image error]
