I used to sleep with my mum almost every night when I was a kid, especially during winter. It just felt nice and warm in bed when you had somebody next to you. However, sometimes I had to get in bed first when it was still cold because my mum was sitting in front of the mirror doing her ordinary night routine with her beloved anti-aging cream....

If I had to recall one miserable memory from my childhood, it would be the shopping experience with my mum —specifically, helping her with the "right" lipstick color. It was unforgettable indeed, as she would keep asking questions like "Does this color look good?" "How about this one, is it better?" non-stop for hours until she eventually felt...