“Pff, I wouldn’t even look at the golden calf,” said Eve. She had a different object she liked to look at. Herself. She liked to look in the mirror, trying on different hairstyles and expressions. She smiled to be beautiful.

And she was beautiful indeed. Everyone complimented her how nice she looked. At school, in shops, on visits and at home. Her parents enjoyed and admired their beautiful daughter.

But there was one problem. Her mom was more beautiful. Eve saw it when she looked at her. Dad saw it too. Everyone had to see it.

After each bath, Eve stood in front of the mirror, caressing her mother’s cosmetics with her fingers and dreaming about what she might look like.

But all this was forbidden. Her mother watched over the cosmetics and always got upset when Eve even touched it.

Her child’s cosmetics were useless. The strawberry lip gloss was not enough at all, the perfume was not as the real one either. Mom used the real perfume.

Only now did the perfect opportunity come. Mom had a long phone call with a friend and took it to the bedroom. It should definitely take a long time. Eve sneaked into the bathroom and carefully closed the door behind her.

First, she caressed the mascara carefully. But then she plucked up the courage and grasped it firmly. She always liked her mother´s long eyelashes. Then she chose her lipstick, couldn’t decide for a moment, but finally decided to try the reddest one. She overdid it a bit, so she wiped the rest with a tissue.

And face powder. That’s how she was supposed to start. It doesn’t matter, she would cover the scratch on her forehead and fix her nose. What hairstyle would be the best? Eve tried several of them and then fixed the final one with hair spray. Oh, she got a bit in her eye. Eve blinked quickly so the tears would not smudge her mascara.

Finally the nails. Eve opened the bottles. She tried to make stripes. It was hard. She used two packs of tissues to fix it, but in the end she succeeded. Oops, perfume! The hidden one in the drawer. She had to be careful with her nails meanwhile.

So it was done. Eve checked herself in the mirror once more and slowly opened the bathroom door. Mom was still having a call.