Walking through CVS looking quiet distraught as I am out of
makeup desperately searching for something as I am missing my Ulta store from
back home. My daughter notices my make up pack rating that seems to be
accumulating in my basket and says:
Chloe: Mommy why do you wear make up?
Me: (Trying to answer in the most feminist way that will in
no way scare her for later) Um….. I just think it’s fun that’s all. (Not that I
feel old or weird without it)
Chloe: (looking up at up me with a shrug) I don’t get it.
You look better without it.
God bless her. Ughhh. Maybe she is right. I love her
innocence. I truly wish I still had mine. Where true beauty was all about the
inside. Chloe can truly see who is beautiful and who is not, and it has nothing
to do with make up.
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