Lindsay Anderson

Carly Lindsay Anderson

Blow drying my hair, and putting it into a high ponytail, I reflect on what today had brung. While this morning and after -noon had brought a birthday break-fast at IHOP, and an awe-some spa day with my favorite and amazing Aunt Dana, it had also brought a late lunch, and present opening. Tonight, it would bring my big birthday party that my product-ion comp-any was throwing me. Pulling the gloss over my vibrant, red lip stain, there was a knock on my bath-room door. Opening it, the person on the other side of the door and I squeal-ed out of joy, and hugged one another tightly. After all, it was my amazing Mom on the other side!