Yikes - sheer panic set in. I wear mascara religiously but outside of that I might throw on a bit of blush and on a fancy day some lipstick. I have NO idea how to apply eye shadow or worse yet, eye liner. I know nothing about the crease of the eye, the contour of a cheek.. I've always thought it would be great to get a makeup lesson but there is no time now. I even have a whole board on Pinterest dedicated to the craft but that doesn't mean I've had the chance to try them.
Lucky for me (well, really it is lucky for my daughter) I remembered that my neighbour is a makeup artist. At the mere mention of this my daughter was begging to go next door to ask if she would help us out. Yippee, she said 'yes'! Another crisis averted.
It took about 30 minutes to put on her face and pull her freshly cut short hair into a bun using hair extensions bought at the dollar store and a bun donut to add fullness. I think it would have taken me about an hour to do the same on my own and I promise you the results would not have been nearly as pretty.
|Proud of my bun of fake hair.|
While the end of her dance year was a little rocky (long story) and we weren't sure we were even going to make it to the recital, I was a proud Mama watching her light up on the stage. She had a magical night and felt like a prima ballerina. Just goes to prove, sometimes you just need to ask for some help.
PS - my husband almost had a heart attack seeing his baby girl so made up. Do dads ever want their little girls to grow up? Probably not.