My colleague was preparing for her son’s bar mitzvah, which was a year and a half in the making. It was a big deal for her son to reach this stage of “becoming a man”. She was a very natural woman who never wore make-up or had her hair done. She told me she needed help with her make-up. I told her I would be more than happy to do this for this wonderful occasion. I had to be there at 7:45a the morning of the bar mitzvah. I brought my brushes, primer, cotton swabs, foundation, blush, eye shadow, eyelash curler, mascara, and eyebrow pencil. I spent 45 minutes with Renai and she looked beautiful. I sent her on her way to get her hair done.
I attended the bar mitzvah, later that morning and it was sconced in tradition and coming of age stories. I was moved by the celebration and by Rowan’s learning about himself and his lessons during his preparation for this grand moment. Renai looked radiant and stunning as she stood on stage with her partner in support of Rowan.
Later that day, Renai reached out to me and thanked me profusely. She said, “Mia, thank you so much for helping me. I felt so beautiful all day. I can’t tell you how many comments I got about my make-up.” She went on to say that I should be a make-up artist. I was so happy I was able to help her and make her and son’s day so special. She felt pretty inside and out and I felt honored to do this for her.
