Samantha was home from college for the summer. She was in her room, curling her long brown hair. Her mom Judith (everybody called her Judy) was taking a shower.
Samantha was close to her mom, especially after her father had left them. She enjoyed being home.
Judy stepped out of the steaming shower and toweled herself off. She then dried off the floor-length mirror on the door. It was time to appraise herself.
She wasn’t thrilled with what she saw, but she was doing OK for a woman in her late 40s. She had a little more body fat than she should, but she wasn’t technically obese. She tried to stay toned and firmed with regular exercise, and that helped.
Her hair was a light blonde, and cut short. Not her natural color, but the stylist had done a good job with it. She liked that at least.
Judy’s handsome face was lined and a bit tired looking, but not too bad. Her brown eyes were still bright and clear, with no bags under them and nice thick lashes and expressive eyebrows. She often used very little makeup. Her mouth was small and more severe looking than she’d like. She actually had a warm, fun personality and her mouth didn’t match it. That’s the one place she tried to attack with lipstick and gloss in various combinations. Her attempt to make it look more inviting.