Betsy,

my original glamour girl. I remember watching my grandmother get ready every Sunday morning. It was a routine. She’d call for the entire house and I was always the first one up because I couldn't risk missing the chance to watch her.

First was the primping of the hair, next was the blush- which she used lipstick, then was the actual lipstick. It was always red, coincidentally, my favorite hue, too. My heart fluttered in anticipation for the next tool she’d bring to make herself beautiful. But it wasn't just the tools and makeup that enchanted me; it was the unfolding story of her becoming Betsy. A journey of self-expression and self-care that resonated deeply within my heart.

My grandmother doesn’t know this yet but she’s my spark for everything glamorous. So grab this card for that special woman who inspired you to be you.