Dear mom,
Thank you so much for being such an inspiration in my life and also in my career.
Since little, I will always remember you getting painted fiercely with emerald green, turquoise, and saphire color eyeshadows. I also remember clearly you taking some of the lipstick straight from the tube and using it as a blusher.
Never did you wear foundation til this day because your skin was and still is flawless.
I remember you reading me for being in the sun too much. And even though we had an olympic size swimming pool in Nicaragua, you will never go in because you didnt want to be exposed to the sun and you didnt want your hair to get wet.
I clearly remember how you take hours to set your long, beautiful black hair in rollers and sit under and industrial size hair dryer for hours, til your ears turn red and you will fold them to stop them from burning.
The noise from the drier would be so loud, it would give me the perfect opportunity to ask you for money and since you couldn't hear me, you would always said yes. LOL
Your nails, always fire engine red to match your lips.
When you would get ready, as you would sit in front of your giant vanity mirror, you would ask me to
to move everything from one hand bag to the other so it would match your shoes.
I love when we would secretly go shopping behind dads back, and you would not buy a dress without my approval and leave all your purchases in the car trunk, until dad went to bed so you can sneak it out in the middle of the night, and try it all on in my room. Spinning like a princess in front of the mirror with your new dress on.
Thank you for teaching me that "is all about the look." It really comes handy now. :^)
I always use you as an example to my clients and in my trainings, who say that they dont have time to put on make up and that all they do is put mascara on and run out the door.
I tell them how you wake up every morning at 4:00 AM, to put your full face on to go to Publix super market to work in the produce department and your nick name is the Queen of Publix.
For that and so much more, thanks again for being my mom.
Love you forever,
Your Flaco
Thank you so much for being such an inspiration in my life and also in my career.
Since little, I will always remember you getting painted fiercely with emerald green, turquoise, and saphire color eyeshadows. I also remember clearly you taking some of the lipstick straight from the tube and using it as a blusher.
Never did you wear foundation til this day because your skin was and still is flawless.
I remember you reading me for being in the sun too much. And even though we had an olympic size swimming pool in Nicaragua, you will never go in because you didnt want to be exposed to the sun and you didnt want your hair to get wet.
I clearly remember how you take hours to set your long, beautiful black hair in rollers and sit under and industrial size hair dryer for hours, til your ears turn red and you will fold them to stop them from burning.
The noise from the drier would be so loud, it would give me the perfect opportunity to ask you for money and since you couldn't hear me, you would always said yes. LOL
Your nails, always fire engine red to match your lips.
When you would get ready, as you would sit in front of your giant vanity mirror, you would ask me to
to move everything from one hand bag to the other so it would match your shoes.
I love when we would secretly go shopping behind dads back, and you would not buy a dress without my approval and leave all your purchases in the car trunk, until dad went to bed so you can sneak it out in the middle of the night, and try it all on in my room. Spinning like a princess in front of the mirror with your new dress on.
Thank you for teaching me that "is all about the look." It really comes handy now. :^)
I always use you as an example to my clients and in my trainings, who say that they dont have time to put on make up and that all they do is put mascara on and run out the door.
I tell them how you wake up every morning at 4:00 AM, to put your full face on to go to Publix super market to work in the produce department and your nick name is the Queen of Publix.
For that and so much more, thanks again for being my mom.
Love you forever,
Your Flaco
NOW we know where you got all your talent!
ReplyDeleteShe hates that picture of her. I think she looks sweet :) I love the story.... so true and well written. Writting is definetly also your forte.
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