Saturday, May 24, 2008

A first lesson in womanly arts...

Lesson 1: Grooming.

Oh lovely daughter of mine... you are a child. You are naturally beautiful, endowed with the dewy skin of a newly minted cherub.

You, so like that naked creature who came down to earth freshly nursed from the rainy breast of a mother cloud.

YOU DO NOT NEED MAKEUP. Not now, not for a very long time. And I don't need a makeover (at least, not from you.)



But, my darling, let's carve out some time. Just for us. Where a Vietnamese Mary Magdalene (minus the ho-ing) washes our feet. And adorns them...




Sang applies the color to your toes with the deftness and precision of a micro-surgeon. For you, little one, there's a flower painted expertly on your bunionless big toe.



Stay tuned, my heart. Our next lesson is regarding your hair...

1 comment:

MtzMama said...

YOU ARE KILLING ME! I don't care if Claire bites, I still want to adopt her!