Lending a beauty hand

My adorable niece Mia started cosmetology school in Denver last month and, of course, I was recruited to be a model.  Okay, I was really just part of her test,  but the instructor did refer to us guinea pigs test subjects as "models" so I am going with it.

Anyway, on to the program.

 "Warning" sign upon arrival.

Look,  here comes Mia. 

Oh, hai Mia. (I told you she was adorable).

Me:   Cute boots! 

Mia:   Aunt Lori, it is so weird living in a place with actual malls and a Ross.

(Poor little mountain child)

Mia tells me I will be the first real person she works on.  She is so OVER slutty Becky.

This is slutty Becky.

(ummm, they still teach perms???)

First order of business. A facial. 

I may or may not have gotten Miss Mia in trouble for talking during an exam during the facial part. 

(I will never tell).

On to the manicure. 

Mia doing her best Mrs. Swan.

Mia's classmates. (I think cute hair was a prerequisite to get in this school).

Wait a minute. 

What is this?

I may need to borrow this hand for Halloween.

(oh and I think my modeling days might be numbered if I don't stop yaking and playing with the props).

Hold up.

That creepy hand was nothing

Check out the back of Mia's car.

All kinds of Slutty Beckys rolling around.

Truly frightening!

 Well that's all folks.

BUH-BYE!!

(And a BIG thank you to Miss Mia for the facial , manicure and fun)