I've mentioned before how Sarah loves to watch tutorials on YouTube. Any kind of tutorial will do - hair, fashion, crafts, make-up. You name it - she'll watch it.
She asked last night if she could give me a makeover because she's been watching a lot of makeup tutes. It was the end of the day, I was about to take my make up off anyway so I figured, what the heck.
I sat down on the toilet and she whipped out the Caboodle and began the make over.
She has a brush for every type of make up - blush brush, foundation brush, eye shadow brush, powder brush. The girl's got brushes, y'all and she knows how to use them.
She was almost finished with the eye shadow (and all the while telling me not to look), when Peter came barging in waving a folder.
He had written TOP SECRET on the folder and began telling us that he has a secret and we are not to look into this folder under any circumstance. He is excitedly saying this with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
He stops mid folder wave, his eyes widen, and he begins to laugh hysterically.
"You look ridiculous!!"
I had not yet seen myself but I figured he was probably correct because Sarah had already applied no less than 4 different shades of eye shadow and typically I use only two - and one of those is a nude base.
He stopped laughing long enough to tell me that I needed to "help him procure a tome on the topic."
A tome on the topic? Tome, tome... I know this word, I kept thinking to myself while Sarah was adding even more eye shadow. Finally I had to say, "What's a tome?" I hate it when my kids know more than me. (Or at least can remember more than me.)
He looked down, shook his head and said, "A book! A tome is a book. I need a book about my top secret topic."
Oh, yeah. That's right. I knew that. Tome.
He walked away shaking his head and Sarah continued with her make over. She then started applying bronzer (with her bronzer brush, no less) and Peter popped back into the room waving the folder telling me that he might tell me and only me about the TOP SECRET project he's working on.
I could tell he was really excited to tell me about his project even though he was threatening us if we dared to even peak into the folder.
Sarah continued on with my eyeliner and asked if I wanted it "regular or in a wing". Um, regular please. I don't need any extra eye liner on the side of my face.
She kept telling me it wasn't her best work but she seemed to be enjoying herself anyway.
She finally allowed me to look in the mirror and I did the best I could to hold in a chuckle. The eye shadow was, how shall I put this, overpowering. And it was all kinds of blue and gray.
But the rest of the makeover was pretty good. The foundation looked nice - perhaps I need to invest in a foundation brush instead of just using my fingers. And the bronzer looked pretty good too. She used it to "create cheek bones" and it actually worked. Perhaps there's bronzer in my future as well?
Dan walked in the room and Sarah told him not to look because she "didn't want to hear what he had to say". He took one look at my face, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yeah, you don't want to hear what I have to say."
Just another evening around the house.