That afternoon, some knocks on the door woke me up.

Rubbing my eyes, I went to open them and found an exaggeratedly cheerful woman on the other side.

She had a huge smile on her face and let out an excited squeal as soon as she saw me.

Passing by me as if the room was also hers, she came in and began placing brushes, palettes, and makeup tools on the vanity.

—Good morning, ma'am! I'm Alicia, your new personal makeup artist.

She spoke so fast I could barely understand her.

—Well, let's begin wit