RIYA
"Don't make my eyes too smoky. I bet I'll shed a tear or two before the day is over."
I smile when Hazel's eyes meet mine in the mirror.
"You win every single 'try not to cry' challenge. I think you'll be just fine."
Hazel chuckles to herself as she watches me do the finishing touches on her cheeks. I'm being very careful with the make-up since she'll have to look at the photos and the videos for the rest of her life.
Today is her wedding day.
"I still think you should've hired a make-up artist."
"You're doing great, sweetie. I look like a doll."
"You look like your Mom."
"My Mom looks like a doll?"
"No, she looks hot."
"She's fifty five."
"Hottest fifty five year old I've ever met." I grin at her as I place the setting spray back in the make-up bag. "There you go. We're
