I study faces. Hair first, and then a deep examination of the face. We might be talking intently about our children, but in the silence I am wondering how I would apply her eye shadow. The reality is, the season in which i live is shared by women who wear little more that mascara and lipgloss. We are working hard. We are raising children. We don't give much time to primping and prepping, except maybe on Sundays.
J and I met during a book study, and I caught myself inspecting her deep-set eyes while she was speaking to someone else. I don't believe makeup is necessary for looking beautiful (as I probably wasn't wearing any at the time, either), I just like to imagine what I would do with someone's face if I had the opportunity to make it up.
A few weeks later I met her stunning daughters, each one with hair nicer than the next, beginning with stunning; ending with exquisite. I asked her if she might give me the opportunity to work with them, and they agreed. The result is what you see here.
Hair and makeup by me and Lindsay. Wardrobe by me, captured by Patrick.
