On a positive note, I know where to skimp on the girl's future weddings so I can possibly afford those completely unaffordable wedding dresses without selling my kidneys and/or part of my liver.
I looked over at her and in the matter of a couple of minutes, she had found Julia's makeup and an eyebrow brush out of my makeup drawer.
Just in case you're wondering how this brush is supposed to be used.
She looks a little drugged her but rest assured, that's merely the look of intense concentration. This makeup stuff is tricky business.
I feel pretty.
Emma is now hiring out for makeovers.