Outfit Details : Mango dress , nude pumps , Quay sunnies I’ve been thinking a lot about being dressed-up and the judgement that goes with it. I remember after I had given birth and had some girlfriends come over to meet the baby, one of them commented that I did not look like a new mom at all. And that my husband must be doing all the baby’s work. All that because I had worn a clean dress, brushed up my hair and had applied lipstick because I was excited at the prospect of “socializing” and having people over. Being a mom doesn’t mean that you have to go parading in front of people in dirty hair or milk stained clothes. It was as if a badge I had to wear to display how busy I was or was a scale on which my parenting responsibilities would be measured.