With 'walking' out of the way for the moment, Julia and Johanna headed for the bathroom.
"We'll worry about getting your hair to match mine some other day." the mother explained, grabbing what looked to be a makeup kit and setting it on the counter. "But for now, I want your face to at the very least, to mimic mine. Is that clear?"
Julia nodded. While she didn't want to disappoint her sister, she wasn't entirely if it would be possible to even get close to matching their faces up. But if nothing else, she was going to try.
But where to begin? If she made the incorrect first pick, it was unlikely she would be able to rebound. So Julia looked over her options.
"Here goes nothing." she thought, picking up a stick of lipstick. While she doubted this was not what Johanna wanted her to start out with, it was her first choice.
The rest of the stuff that followed came from that one decision. While she wasn't entirely sure if this was quite right.
"How do I look?" she inquired, looking towards her sister.
How did Julia do?
