The Make-up Artist

Julia did quite a number on Harry...with MY make-up, of course.

He looks like a very innocent, but deranged Joker (think Heath Ledger), or John C. Reilly's "Mr. Cellophane" from Chicago.  What do you think?

I don't think he realizes what she did, but she sure did. Mama was not happy.

My Make-up Artist

Dear Julia,

I know that you love make-up. You love to sneak into my bathroom and fish around in the top drawer for goodies you can apply to your face and your legs and your brother's face, and hair, and shirt, and legs, etc.  However, the carpet does not like lipstick! Neither does the stool! Neither does the wall! The carpet and walls especially do not like lipstick.

Love,

Your mother