The MakeUp Artist Internship

Happy 1994 (1994)

    I made a weird pledge to he the prettiest, hottest pregnant girl on the planet and maybe some guy would want to marry me. I did go to someone i knew from college house for a party. Mom sort of came around and said she would help with the baby and wished I would have done it the "right" ways. She came to me Christmas morning after slapping me. "I am sure he's handsome guy," she said. "We raised you to be a proper Christian woman and this happens?" I was at this girl named Rochelle's house.   We were all talking about our new careers and lives.  I was romanticizing the life I was leading.  The snoots of the sorority asked who the "lucky guy" was, and I wanted to tell them so badly but I also wanted to protect Johnny. "What was I going to do when the child asks?" I told myself. I did get a few stares from the guys, the ones I used to swim at Chelmsford Hills Apartments. They wanted to see my tits. I was up to a 36K. I ended up showing them at another party where guys were.  They were all mesmerized.   I was friends with Jason and was sizing him up to be a dad. He was a chemistry major. He reminded me a bit of Richard Greico. He was smart. We talked that night, but nothing else happened. He was a kind man. He was a smart man.

    I ended up getting the flu everyone had at the party. I was running a 101 temperature and went to the ER for it. The kind NP said the baby would be fine but all I could have was liquids to keep the fever down and lots of rest. I lost money, and my parents decided, "Hey, rent's due on the 5th." So, I was really broke. I had to pack lunches from their fridge, so fancy soda water or pasta, just baloney sandwiches and that cough. That week the baby decided to move around. "She's healthy," Dr. Miller said.

    "how do You know I am having a girl?" I asked.
"You just look like it and I am never wrong." He smiled. "I have been doing this since 1956."
"The dad is beautiful."
"I am sure."
"He's a Hollywood Actor."
"Oh?  Well he is a lucky man,"
"Thanks."  

     We had a deep freeze and the city shut down.  People could tan later.   However, the sorority girls needed their nails done for a formal as I had three calls in an hour when we reopened.   I was beginning to show.   Clients were taking notice, asking about the "Dad".   I said he was hard working and kind.   My gay friend Doug took me to see "Philadelphia" and I bawled like a baby.   Doug wasn't much to look at but he was kind.   I propositioned him.  His family was very devout Catholics and I told him, "You know, you could marry me and we raise the baby.   That way your family would be off of your back."  He said he would "consider".  "Darling, I just entered a relationship and I don't know how Mick would take it.  Sorry."  It was a no.   Then I had a fat, awkward landscaper I was interested in. 

      I tried calling the Viper Room.   Johnny was never in or not taking calls.   No one was really considering me.  I moved salons.  The Tanning Place was not profitable, so I was at The Emporium.   These were top notch nail techs, hair stylists, and aestheticians.   I did Julia's nails, so she had me do nails, as my hair needed work and aesthetics was full.   I still had Dillard's.   So in the AM Monday, Wednesday and Fridays I did nails at The Emporium and skin Mondays and Wednesdays from 2-9 and all day Saturdays.  Julia said, "There you can perfect your skin techniques.  You have promise."   So, I was in a room with three other ladies Lisa, Nina, and Staci and they were the biggest cuntrags in the world.   "You need to pay in $500.  This is an OPI salon," Staci told me.  So most of my money from there and Dillard's went to that.   Again, I had no money.  I knew a week after the baby I was going to have to come in.   Luckily Veryle Dawson,  my old scout leader agreed to watch her.   "It's fifty a week.  You have to supply diapers and formula.  I have blankets and a crib.   You can count on me."   She was very poor and lived in small house in one of those neighborhoods time forgot.   It reminded me of "The Outsiders", but I knew she would be loved.  I tried The Viper Room again.   Johnny was there, but "not taking calls".   I hung up my phone and buried my head in the pillow and bawled.

     However, when I was painting a client's nails Bali Blossom on an early day in February, the baby vividly moved.   Norma was older and asked if I was okay.  I said the baby moved and she said, "I am delighted that I got to share that with you."   Norma was in her mid sixties.  She and her daughters came to me.  They were very tan and loved the fuchsia shades.  It looked good on them.  I was building a clientele.    She asked about the dad.  I wanted to tell the world who the dad was, but the media would be on me.   My mother was proud of me and even said she would take me one Tuesday and "shop for baby".  I was rounding my second trimester.  My tits were now an M.  I thought to myself, "I wonder what Johnny would think of me."  My thoughts wondered for him, especially when Rita Zehring was talking about some guy she liked at the office supply store and how hot he was.  I thought of Johnny and that he answered my call and that I was working with rich, women and not idiots.  "Yeah and I go in there just to order paper and I don't need it," she told me.  I would nod and say, "Mmm hmmm."   "He has a Calais sport,". I wanted to add, "and the baby's dad drives a Porsche.  Ever do it in a Porsche?  I did.  It was pretty awesome!"  She was a doctor's daughter.  She got a carte Blanche and her mom was a total cool mom.   Maybe I envied her because of that because she said, "You are so lucky.  My mom wants me to have a baby."  I felt like shit, I was fat, swollen and huge.

     My mom did come around and on Tuesdays and Thursdays she would take me to small towns to buy things.  I told her Veryle was watching the baby and she was pleased.  She had a all shift daycare.  "She'll be in good hands.  Veryle loved you.  Still does."  My aunts took me shopping on free days and some days we went sightseeing.  We went to Fairmont, where James Dean was born and I thought to myself, "These people need a top end hairstylist.  Maybe I could move down here and start a new life, marry a farmer, and live happily ever after."  I fell in love with Fairmont.   I was seeing someone who lived near there, who was well aware I was pregnant, and he seemed to like me.   However, when I kissed I felt guilty like I was cheating on Johnny.   His name was Aaron Cooper and he was a farmer.   I met him on some personal ad Angie at the shop used.  He wasn't much to look at but he seemed okay with dating me.

Why didn't Johnny answer my calls?