HARLEM
I stare at the different shades of glittering eyeshadow with my hands in my pockets. I'm here physically but certainly not mentally or emotionally. Violet, Mother and I are at Sephora, which I didn't know existed in Poland, for last minute makeup supplies. The wedding is tomorrow and basically everything is settled; the event manager sure did a good job, I'll give her that. We briefly stopped by at the venue before heading to get the makeup. It was breathtaking and I could tell a LOT of money was spent. Violet has always been outgoing so it wasn't much of a surprise, considering she partook HEAVILY in the planning. Also, Violet is an orphan; parents died in an accident, lived with her grandma but she plays bingo at a senior center most days. Hopefully, we get to see her at the wedding.
