You've probably splashed about a bit in some soapy water, decided yet again that you're not going to get away with going to school/work/the shops in your pyjamas, and made a reluctant effort to find two socks of more or less the same colour.
Some of you will have dragged a comb through your hair. Some of you will have applied moisturiser, base, foundation, concealer, blusher, lipstick, lip gloss, eyeshadow, eyebrow pencil, eyeliner, mascara, and possibly false eyelashes.
Photo Mark J Sebastian
If you're a guy you will probably have decided, after having scraped off the hair on your face, that you are quite handsome enough and have gone out bare-faced (though the teenage boys will probably have taken the precaution of splashing themselves all over with some concoction that smells of industrial toilet cleaner).
The girls will be wearing the highest heels they can get away with, and the middle-aged women will be wearing the lowest. The small girls won't mind too much how high their heels are as long as everything that possibly can be is pink.
The boys will be happy as long as everything that can be is in the colour of their team.
And why do we do all this?
As armour? To be admired? To find friends, or more-than-friends? To pass in the crowd? To stand out from the crowd? To be part of a Tribe?
Is it sane to titivate oneself?
It's odd behaviour, but I rather think it must be. I certainly know that hardly any of us would dare do anything else.
Thing To Do Today: titivate. Go on, give everyone a treat. This word used to be tidivate, and might be a mixture of tidy and cultivate.