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Tickled

Carol Campos

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These days I have only a vague idea of which clothes are in style or what beauty products are popular. This is partly because I’ve worked from home for the last 4 years and partly because my priorities have changed.

Because of social media, I see which skincare products are “must-haves,” but I’m not rushing out to buy them. However, there was a time when I had my finger on the pulse of every new make-up trend. I knew the “right” shoes to wear, how to wear my hair, and what perfume to buy.

I give to you… TA-DA!… my thirteen-year-old self, the “me” who only thought about the outside. “Inner work” wasn’t even a glint in my eye. Even the adults around me had no clue (or interest) in such topics.

The summer before I entered 7th grade, my mother gave me my first Seventeen Magazine. I remember thinking that this was out of character for her, but it was a very happy surprise. I’ll never forget it. Brooke Shields was on the cover. She was thirteen and beautiful whereas I was awkward and mousy.

I poured through the pages over and over. I studied the make-up tips and couldn’t wait to buy my own stash of eye shadows and lip gloss. I took the “How Good a Friend Are You?” quiz and aced it—naturally.

I discovered Tickle deodorant. It came in 4 different scents and each scent had its own distinct packaging: blue, pink, green, and yellow. Tickle’s big selling point was that it had a much larger rollerball than other deodorants—very important when you’re 13.

I picked the blue bottle for no other reason than blue was my favorite color. I wasn’t crazy about the scent, but that didn’t stop me from slathering it on. Of course, the irony of the situation was completely lost on me. My 13-year-old armpits were bone dry, but after slathering on Tickle I would have to hold my arms up and fan my armpits. If it’s true that “necessity is the mother of invention,” then we have Tickle to thank for all the dry solids on the market today.

There were also some unfortunate Avon purchases. Every year a few girls in my class would pass around Avon catalogs. I don’t know why, but we were all big on the perfume. I’m guessing because it came in cute decanters and pins.

I remember buying a rabbit pin for Easter. It had a little compartment in the back that contained solid perfume. It smelled delicious. But one day I forgot to take the pin off my shirt and it went through the washing machine and dryer.

The pin survived, but the perfume did not. I was crushed. One Christmas I purchased a snowman decanter filled with “Sweet Honesty” perfume and the scent was honestly awful. But I sucked it up because I HAD to have it. I mean, it looked cute on my dresser.

For the next few years, the arrival of Seventeen Magazine’s back-to-school issue was one of the highlights of my summer. My friend and I would each get a copy and compare notes. Did I have my Bonnie Bell Lip Smackers? Check. Would I be getting Fair Isle sweaters in multiple colors? Check. Had I read the article about Robby Benson being “one of the good guys.” You bet your Sweet Honesty!

As I entered high school the stakes were even higher. The good news was that I was starting to make my own money. Good thing because my mother couldn’t and wouldn’t justify paying a small king’s ransom for Jordache jeans. Looking back, I can’t blame her. I had plenty of jeans and “cords” from The Gap. But if Phoebe Cates was wearing Jordache, then so was I.

At the time, “keeping up with the Joneses” was weirdly exhilarating and it was simply a part of life. Every girl I knew felt the same way. Granted, I lived in a very small town.

Lately, I’ve been thinking about how nice it will be to dress up and meet with friends and clients. It’s been a long time since I’ve worn anything other than yoga pants. I know I show up differently when I’m dressed up. I feel like a new version of myself. I’m still me, still authentic, but I carry myself in a different way.

But, unlike in my early teen years, it’s freeing to know that a nice outfit isn’t tied to self-worth or outside validation. It’s simply fun and a new way to express myself. Truth be told I’m always happiest in soft, cozy clothes and I don’t care if they’re from Neiman Marcus or Target.

And that leaves me…tickled.


Originally featured on BizCatalyst360°
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Carol Campos

For years (actually decades!) I didn’t know what I wanted to do. I had been working in the corporate world for over 20 years, most recently in a leadership role at a Fortune 10 company.

Although I worked hard and was consistently recognized and promoted, I somehow knew that I was meant to do something different. I felt stuck in a life that didn’t fit, yet I had created it.

What was my purpose? I had no idea. Finally, I left my corporate job and made the leap into the unknown. After doing months of intense inner work with my coach, and reconnecting to my higher wisdom, I discovered that I could combine my life and business experience with my soul-aligned interests.

I knew I had a talent for building thriving, productive teams and helping people to see their unique strengths and gifts, but it took a while for my Soul-aligned purpose to emerge. I became the creator and Co-founder of The Divine Breadcrumb, a global online community, and podcast, which showcases amazing people shining their light around the world.

I started writing a blog to share my own story. These are things I couldn’t have imagined a few years ago. But as often is the case, the Universe had an even bigger plan for me than I had for myself.

I am now a Life Strategist & Mentor, focusing on empowerment, energy, alchemy & manifestation. I describe my teachings as Alchemy Underway™ which is all about strategies for fulfillment, joy, and abundance.

I teach my clients how to play with energy and how to transmute it into fuel for their lives. I help them connect to their heart intelligence, cultivate self-love, and design a life of meaning and purpose. It’s when we do this inner work that we’re able to move towards our goals with confidence. My Soul knew what I would be doing long before I did, and I’m grateful that I followed the Divine map that was laid out before me!

I love traveling, exploring new cultures, being in nature, and helping people on their own paths. I hold a B.A. in Communications from Hofstra University. I live in Massachusetts with my rambunctious and hilarious cats, Petey, and Emmett.