People who know me well know that I’m not much of a “girly-girl”. I can get up, have a shower, get dressed, eat cereal and be out the door in 30 minutes, sometimes 20 minutes if I oversleep. I only get haircuts that can be combed and will dry on the train and not look too terrible (thank goodness I don’t live in Detroit anymore so I don’t have to worry about walking into work with icicles in my hair!).

Last weekend I had a few girly moments – I found that dress that fit perfectly and wore a dress for the 1st time in months and that pair of pants that was perfect. Maybe it’s just quitting my job and starting a new one in a few weeks but it felt nice to have the occasional girly moment…

Melissa, 35, Sydney