Friday, April 29, 2016

my cousin been tryin out hairdo's on me since '07



When my 4-years-older cousin Anouk came by my tiny apartment, we spent the evening having a delicious homecooked avocado-and-shrimps pasta dinner and braiding our hair. It’s crazy how we keep coming back to doing our hair together, as we have been doing that since like ’07, maybe even before that. As we don’t live close to each other, we don’t see each other that often, but every time we used to have some sort of family gathering, the two of us would go up to our bedrooms, do our hair and make-up (she mainly teaching me stuff), and by the end of the day come back down to show the result to our parents. Now we’re both having our own place but we’re still doing the same thing when we’re together.

Every time we are so astonished about how much our genes caused us to be so alike. Not only do we look somewhat similar and does our hair have the exact same colour (my own sister’s hair is not even the exact same colour) – her hair being the soft and straight edition of mine -, but we also listen to roughly the same music and often have the same thoughts about things and even own the same (kinda) stuff. Of course there are plenty of differences between as us well, and we think our dads, who are not related, are to blame. 

Anouk pretty much taught me a lot of stuff on anything as I was going into womanhood (still am), and as I am an older sister myself, I pretty much looked up to her as if she were my older sister. I don’t know where she got it from as she only has one brother, but it’s probably a natural thing. Not only did she teach me a lot about beauty related stuff, from braiding to eye make-up to fashion, but she also taught me my first few words of English when I was 9-ish years old, which I carefully wrote down in a little notebook, and I collected a nice vocabulary in there after several family gatherings. She was the one getting me on my first Facebook-like social medium (a Dutch medium called Hyves, which unfortunately does not exist anymore) and she was also the one who took me out shopping without supervision for the first time. It’s crazy how someone that you don’t see that often can have such a big influence on you / who you have become. Maybe it’s because we are so the same, from the outside but especially from the inside. Maybe it’s inversed, and maybe I am so much like her because she‘d got a big influence on me. But as we grew up in pretty different environments, maybe it is just genes. Who knows.

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1 comment:

  1. Wat ontzettend leuk om te lezen. Fijn dat je zo'n goede band hebt met je nicht.

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