Make Up is something Pari absolutely loves.
She has a special place in her heart for the full-size dresser mirror we have in her grandparent’s room. Whenever Pari doesn’t have any special agenda as trying to get all the fruits down from the basket, trying to explore the fridge or playing in mud (which are soon going to be talked about in detail in other posts) she spends her time admiring herself, posing, smiling and enjoying looking at her funny faces in the mirror.
So much is her fascination for the reflection of herself, that if I ask her to come to me or bring any of her toys to play with, she’ll answer looking at herself in the mirror just to catch a glimpse of herself while replying to me.
I sometimes imagine her growing up and saying Kareena Kapoor’s famous line, “Main apni favorite hoon” (which roughly translates to: I am my favorite).
She tries watching the TV looking at herself in the mirror so that when there is nothing exciting on the screen, she has the prettiest girl in the whole world to admire; herself.
She patiently watches each one of us getting ready and how we apply every cosmetic. The very next time you pick up a box/ bottle, you can see her doing the action we do when applying the product from that container. Nowadays, I just need to tell her, “Pari creme kaise lagate hain?” (How do we apply creme?) and there she tells me by pretending to get hold of the creme and how to apply it and where all.
The same exercise is repeated for applying hair oil, combing hair and every other thing. This habit has a positive side too besides full on entertainment. Every day when I bathe her or brush her teeth, she is ready for action and helps me rubbing her hands to soap and even to wash off the soap. Its absolute fun seeing her getting hold of the bottles in sequence and handing them to me to apply the moisturizer, oil etc on her.
It’s a challenge trying to keep every cosmetic out of her reach else she coats herself in it in an attempt to practice to apply it well and also tastes a little in the meantime. Oh well, that’s the scariest twist to her new-found obsession with cosmetics and its associate products.
Besides she recognises the dresses she wears at home, or when we go shopping and which ones are to be worn for the parties. You can see her get excited about going out in the car and bringing her shoes to be worn just by seeing the dresses I pick from her wardrobe.
Nevertheless, she still doesn’t like any soap on her face and anything on her hair, that includes both oil and shampoo. Hair accessories are taken off the second they are clipped and she doesn’t enjoy any bangles either.
Though I am sure all of this slowly going to change over time, hence I am trying my best to record all details.
The song on my mind: Hey Pretty Lady by John Michael Montgomery (for lyrics click here)