The Results of My John Kitchener Color and Essence Analysis
Or: How I’m working on being okay with not looking like my sister.
My sister Jill always looks so put together.
She always has, ever since we were kids. She’s only two years younger than I am. It was always Shaunta-and-Jill, almost like we were one person. And we were compared to each other all the time growing up.
We were also compared to our mother, Donna-lynn, and her sister, Alana. Although we are both dark and our mother and aunt were fair, my sister is like our aunt — tall and willowy, remarkably lovely and, like I said, well put together.
And I’m like our mother — not as tall, heavier, plainer. At least, that’s what I heard every time the comparison was made. And it was made so often.
Let’s put it this way.
In the 1960s, Donna-lynn and Alana both worked at Disneyland. Alana was a Carnation girl. She wore a beautiful dress, carried a parasol, her blonde hair fell to her hips, and she greeted people as they walked past the Carnation restaurant on their way to Sleeping Beauty’s Castle.
Donna-lynn worked behind the counter at the pizza restaurant.
