As we walked into church on Sunday, my friend Carmen said, “Wow. You should really get that girl some tap dancing lessons.” And she’s right, because then not only could I publish her childhood details online but I could possibly make some dough by selling her into showbiz.
And regardless of the Lohan-esque horrors that brings to mind, I think she would be pretty darn cute tapping it away on the silver screen as her curls bounced fiercely up and down. She doesn’t have dimples, but I’m sure there’s some sort of surgery for that.
If you know Laylee at all, you can guess that she was quite pleased with this latest hair care masterpiece. When I suggested we put in her hearing aids before leaving the house, she balked, “I don’t want to mess up my curls.”
“Medical devices before beauty.” That’s what I always say. Some people attribute that quote to Confucius or Coco Chanel but I’m pretty sure I said it first.
When we got home from church, she created this self portrait.
I think it’s pretty good but in my opinion, she didn’t spend nearly enough time shading her upper lip.