Me too! It’s a first world problem really, we had a lot of money (enough for my mother to move house, build an extension and renovate, furnish it with expensive but awful antiques, get bored and do it all again in a 2 year cycle. We moved 7 times!). Dad had an expensive sports car and a hobby that cost $$$.
But they had this weird thing about buying material possessions or ‘things’ for us. School trips, fine. But haircuts? New shoes? Just the odd treat? Never. Everything from charity shops which would’ve been okay I suppose but it was all stained and too big/small. Our cousins passed on bin bags of clothes. Mum never really steered us in terms of presentation so we would run around in really awful, tatty, bizarre looking things with greasy straggly hair. It’s quite embarrassing looking back at the few photos I have.
Looking back mum had a kind of fantasy of herself as a ‘hippy, natural’ type of mother with 5 kids. She called any other mum in trendy clothes or that wore a bit of make up a ‘tart’ and ‘naff’. I think she saw us as looking all earthy and natural but we didn’t, we looked a mess and like she couldn’t cope. She also gave us really embarrassing old fashioned names (not granny chic, just plain ugly).
It took me a long time to develop my own style and know what sort of things to buy. Then I went mad and spent all my money on clothes and nice ‘things’ for myself when I got a job.
Same with cleaning - house was always a tip, took me ages to learn a routine and how to manage a house.
It’s sent me the other way with DD, I promised myself I would never show her up. Gave her a fairly popular pretty name, make sure she’s always dressed in nice non-hippy clothes, regular hair cuts, always looking tidy with organised nursery bag.