Future Beauty Queens

When Chris went to Octoberfest, the girls and I amused ourselves with fun at home. The girls love to dress up. They put on heels (or "knockin shoes" as Mya lovingly refers to them), princess dresses, tiaras, necklaces, etc. Landstuhl was having a village festival where their shops were open on Sunday. Being we had nothing better to do, we ventured out for a little shopping excursion. Both Claire and Mya picked out a small something. Claire chose makeup and Mya chose a small winnie the pooh. Little did I know how skillsed they would be in their makeup application! I think we may have future beauty queens ;) Both Claire and Mya were very proud of themselves. I could do nothing except tell them how beautiful they looked. The Turkish man at our favorite little Doner restaurant must have agreed. He looked and smiled and looked and smiled again, then said, "beautiful." Claire beamed. This is what childhood is all about.

Makeup courtesy of Mya.

Makeup courtesy of Claire.

Who has more skill? Ha! They do say daughters try to emulate their mothers. Hopefully I've set the makeup application/beauty bar a bit higher than this ;)

Comments

Anonymous said…

Wow that is something! Like mother like daughter! Reminds me of when you accidentally dyed your hair orange. Still makes me laugh out loud just thinking of it.

Love ya, j

October 23, 2012 at 8:36 AM

Kara said…

JERK! :) That was funny.

October 23, 2012 at 4:41 PM

April said…

Omg! What did Chris think of the make-up. Abby is supposed to wear stage make-up for her ballet reciatal and Mark is FIRMLY against it, lol. SHould be interesting when the girls are in junior high, eh? Great pics! Love those smiles :)

October 24, 2012 at 1:42 AM

Kara said…

Ha! Chris took it all in stride. The make-up comes with firm rules though. I am all about freedom to imaginative play. That being said, I won't be putting them in beauty pageants. I draw the line there.

October 24, 2012 at 2:16 AM

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