My mother is a glamorous woman. When I was a child, I always thought that she was so beautiful…with her wavy hair, pinkish red lips, and multicolor eyeshadows. I’m sure I’ve rummaged through her makeup bags many times and wished that I would grow up in a hurry so I can wear all the fantastic colors.
This is the fun part of being a woman. Little pretty things make us happy. I used to can’t live without mascara but now I can’t live without a lip balm and some blush.
Some things never change, now at thirty-something (OMFG!!), I still dig through her beauty counter to see what new things she’s been up to. That actually just happened last week while I was home in FL.
Gathered her Chanel accessories, a gold diamond bracelet, and styled them on top of my sister’s stack of moleskine journals. Through these images, I wanted to capture the old glam look. Because to me, my mother is just that…
I can’t wait for my Zoey to create her own memories of going through my closet and trying on fabulous shoes, faux fur scarfs, and pretending like she’s putting on makeup (she kinda does that already!). All little girls should have the opportunity to be… precious little girls.
** images taken by yours truly w/ canon 5d mark ii