"There, beautiful," the makeup artist said with a genuine smile after putting it's final touches on my face.
I adjusted my eyes to the bright lighted-mirror and saw my reflection. The make up wasn't that dark, it fits with my dress and my complexions my hair was down but it was curled and set on the side with a star shape clip to hold them in place. I gave the make-up artist a warm thank you and turned around as I hear my mom's gasp behind me.
"Oh baby, you look so beautiful," my mom like she was tearing up.
I rolled my eyes inwardly and approached my teary mom, "Ma, did you just noticed my beauty now?" I teased.
Mom let out a soft laugh and wiped her teary eyes, "You are my daughter, of course you are beautiful," she said and pinched my cheeks lightly.
I gave mom a soft smile and wr
