The women in my family have always been soignée. One of my earliest memories is waking up to find my mother plopped in front of her eggshell-colored vanity, glamorously applying her face moisturizer, then her eyeliner, and finally brushing her hair ever so gently. It was a sacred time for her because, in those few … Continue reading “Remember to Send Back Some Good Moisturizer”
“Remember to Send Back Some Good Moisturizer”
