I’ve always loved makeup. As a little girl, I’d sit and watch, fascinated, as my mom applied bright red polish on her nails. Then, I’d beg her to do mine as well. She’d take my hands, and, gently, paint my nails a soft pink shade (red was too much for a child, she said).
That was all the makeup I was allowed to wear. So, I’d buy the kid’s kind and paint my dolls’ faces instead. It was so much fun. Until I decided to take it off. I don’t remember what I used that first time, but half Camilla’s face came off, together with her makeup! Poor dolly! Next time, I was a lot more careful.