Let Him See the REAL Me
“Are you serious?” I laughed, watching my friend put on a full face of makeup to get the mail from her mailbox. I stopped by early that day to drop off a few Tupperware dishes after finishing up the delicious leftovers she gave me.
This sister, who I have known for years, is one amazing cook! She is thinking about going into business for herself as a caterer. I tell her all the time she should go for it.
She’s 31, single, no children, and very ambitious. Besides, some of her side dishes put my Sweet Ma to shame and I know my grandmother can throw down in the kitchen.
Well, we were talking about possible business names and things like that when she broke out her M.A.C. makeup.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“To get the mail in a minute,” she said, letting her bottom lip fall open to carefully apply her favorite shade—Viva Glam V1.
“Girl, I never go out anywhere without looking fly,” she said, rubbing her lips together to even out the color. “Shoot, my husband might be outside the day I choose to go out looking busted!”
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