So let's get back to the whole my cousin is beautiful statement I made earlier. She is. And not beautiful in a societally sanctioned way...she's not a size 0 with legs to Canada and perfect teeth and whatever else beauty magazines will have you believe is beautiful. She's real world beautiful - she's average height with proportional features and a heart to make Mother Theresa jealous. And she's a lot more mature than some 20-somethings, and smarter than a lot of 20-somethings too. I like to think of her as that intriguing not-square package under the tree at Christmas time -- that one that doesn't quite fit in with the rest, but it's intriguing to see what's inside because you know such a unique package has to have something amazing inside it! You know the one I'm talking about...it's not square, but not round. Not really geometric in any way, which makes it harder to wrap, but you put extra care to wrap it nicely anyway because you don't want anyone to peek at the great stuff inside and spoil the surprise. Now, I know she's beautiful and everyone in the family knows she's beautiful, and her friends know she's beautiful, but she doesn't know she's beautiful -- I don't really think it's a self-confidence issue here, rather I think it has to do with society trying to fit her into a tall, thin, tan person, and that's just not her. So here's where the music video comes in to play - when I took her prom dress shopping, I realized how much she struggles with how beautiful she is. We're there in the mall and she's trying on the same dresses that the other girls (who are size 0) are trying on and she's hearing all the other girls talk about how they need a smaller size and she's getting more disheartened by the minute. Rather than make her stay in the department store not finding anything that she really loves (because in this family, if you don't love it, you don't buy it - that's just how we roll). So, understandably, my cousin was very down at this point in time and was ready to throw in the towel and decide to not go to prom. I wasn't having any of that. She had been talking all day about a specialty store that all her friends had gone to for their prom dresses and she said she'd never get to go there because it was so expensive and she couldn't afford it. Guess what, sister...we went to that store and we found a dress that she absolutely LOVED! She glowed! It was the first time I'd really seen her smile - genuinely smile - since she lived with us all those years ago! So, of course, we bought it. And prom was back on.
Now, I live two states away and didn't know if I'd have the weekend off work (remember, I still wait tables...) to go down and help her get ready - she looked so downtrodden that I wouldn't be able to help her get ready since I had helped her find a dress and jewelry and shoes, so I had to get the weekend off work - come hell or high water I was going to help her get ready for prom. The great thing was that for two weeks, my family (especially my mother, who is really bad at keeping secrets) and her boyfriend (my cousin's boyfriend...not my mom's boyfriend - she's married) were able to keep the secret that I was coming down to help her get ready. She called me the night before prom as I was 30 minutes away from the hotel they were staying at (and where I would be staying directly across the hall!!! - I'll let it sink in for a minute how difficult it is to stay hidden from a 16 year old when you're directly across the hall and she desperately wants you to come help her get ready for prom so your mother doesn't give her hair by GE in the morning...) to see if I could help her find hairstyles that she liked that my mother could feasibly do. The whole time I was trying not to let on that I would be there in 30 minutes and that I had taken off just one day to drive down and get her ready for prom and then head back home so I could go to work -- I wanted to surprise her first thing in the morning for breakfast. Thankfully, we stayed hidden all night and that morning for breakfast, she was in for one of the best surprises that week! I made my husband video the entire day and I took pictures all day to document it, and I came home and made a music video. So here's the video. Enjoy!
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