Thank You Anonymous

Remember how I said I was going to spend my Thanksgiving vacay doing makeovers on my perfectly beautiful twin nieces?

It happened.

And it happened big.

Have you ever seen anything more beautiful?

Want to know the kicker? They are 8. Not 18.

Autumn and Jadalyn are life size Barbie dolls.

Yesterday on (this)post I got an interesting anonymous comment.

 

So, I decided to kill two birds with one stone. 

 

Makeovers-check.

Tutorial-check.

 

Dear Anonymous,

Here is your tutorial.  I love my nieces and they were the perfect models.  Even though they are wee little ones, hopefully you can still apply the techniques to your beautiful face.  

Love,

Rachel, Autumn, and Jadalyn

Jady's finished product.

Auty's finished product.

Their make-up artist:

Sisters.  

They know when to be the hams and they know when to be serious.

We are in love.  My heart hurts to leave them in 3 days.  Maybe we will just move to Walsh.  I could have a pretty busy opera career here in Walsh, right?  Right guys? 

I'm off to bake Thanksgiving desserts with my sister (in-law).  Ahhhhhh, family is so precious.

The Butt Part

Today I was inspired.  

Sometimes when I see things I like, I am too impatient to wait to try them, wait, actually most of all of the time.  

So, today I had to have the butt part.

The first time I tried this scandalous hair do, in front of John, was on our honeymoon.  Although he still was kind and said he found me irresistible I later found out that he hates the aforementioned butt part.  I thought it was chic and classic and he just thought it was a little "90's gone bad", "ugly", "so last season."  You get the point...

Here is us on our honeymoon ship in our skinnier years.  John sporting a purple button up and me with *the butt part*. Dun dun dun.

So, tonight we went on a datsies to a cute little Italian place.  It's so hip, maybe you've heard of it?  Macaroni Grill.  It's a magical place where they have globe lights draped across the ceiling, table clothes you can write on, and when you have to tinkle you go to the bathroom and there is a voice that teaches you Italian while you do your business.

We wrote love letters to each other on the tables.

*John made a punny...butt.

We handcrafted our own pasta.  We sipped on Mango Italian Sodas.  We had Chocolate Praline Cake and Dolce Nutella.  I had to unbutton my pants before we left.  

(John says he likes it now)

LONG LIVE THE BUTT PART!

p.s.we have new BUTTons. Grab one!