#i gave y'all one pic with and one without makeup in case it helps

[erasedcitizen2]

[jazi-j-sims]

THE DELGADOS - In My Purse Challenge

  "What's up guys it's Demi & Deidre here with another videooo!" Demi said with her usual vibrant, dramatics of elaborate gestures and goofy facial expressions. It was normally the intro to Demi and Deidre's YouTube videos but Deidre secretly couldn't stand it. 

Deidre slightly rolled her eyes and hoped that Demi didn't pick up on it during the video edits or better yet, their 2 and a half million subscribers didn't take notice. Matching her sister's smile she looked straight into the camera and quickly added "So we've been getting a lot... scratch that... A WHOLE LOT... of requests to do the "In My Purse Challenge" and today we have a surprise for y'all. Demi and I have decided to include our mom in the mix."

"Yeah boy!" Demi said as she pumped her fists in the air. "We're also adding a twist, we want you guys to comment whose purse is most like yours, whose purse you like the best... WHATEVER... and the one with the most comments is the winner. Of course I already know y'all gonna pick your girl" Demi smirked as she used both her thumbs to point at herself.

"Yeah whatever" Deidre scoffed, this time elaborately rolling her eyes. "So anyways the two losers will be the winner's slaves for a whole week!" "AAAAND because we always wanna include YOU our clan we're giving away custom made monogrammed t-shirts with your family name to the first 10 people to comment! So without further ado -"  

"LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" Deidre and Demi shouted in unison.

"Delgado-Fan-Fam-And-Clan this lovely lady here is my clone!" Deidre stated while Demi, dancing like Carlton from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, softly sung Isn't She Lovely a bit off key.

Aisha chuckled as her daughters flanked her. She quickly struck a pose and the girls followed suite.

"Okee jokes aside this is our lovely mama" Demi said "As some of you may know she's the editor-in-chief at Delgado Bazaar fashion magazine, a judge on Project Catwalk, stylist to the stars and she's the brains behind a lot of our subscriber fashion giveaways. Yup all that and she still finds time for us and our little brother... ooh and Dad!"

"Because she's dun-duh-duh-dunnn... SUPER WOMAN!" Deidre states gesturing her hands as if she's about to take flight. Demi starts humming Alicia Keys's Superwoman. "And because you're so awesome and inspiring -"

"AWE-SPIRING" Demi cuts in.

"You get to go first!!" Deidre finished with a grin. 

"What?!" Aisha says "Well ok but let me warn you there's A LOT in here..."

*few minutes later* "Whoa!" Deidre said as her mother finished emptying all the contents of her handbag unto a glass table on one of the balconies, overlooking their pristine back yard and the desert skyline. "You weren't kidding; your bag looks like a hoarder's paradise mom!"

"Yup, that's what happens when you're a working mom."

"It's like you got a little bit of everything in there." Demi added as she scanned her mom's stuff.

"Sure do" Aisha replied. "I've got gadgets for work, toilettries, credit cards, money, makeup, Snacks for Asaud, Birth Control because dear sim-Lord FORBIDS we should have another kid running around here anytime soon; oh and the latest issue of Delgados Bazaar... so to all you working moms out there watching you should get a copy. It speaks on how to be a workaholic and a great mama at the same time... because YES you can have the best of both worlds!"

"Well said mom." Demi stated "Well normally I'd say we save the best for last, me of course, but I lost a coin toss to Deidre earlier so I gotta go next."

"Hmmm condoms ehh?" Aisha's expression was quizzical

"Mom!" Demi could feel the blood rushing to her face. "They gave them to us in Sex Ed."

"Girl don't even try lying to me." Aisha wagged her finger in Demi's direction. "Everyone knows they don't give out Trojans! Well at least you got your mama’s taste"

"Eeeew mom but she has a point Demi." Deidre shrugged .

"Oh shut up! Before I -" 

"Wait, both of you be quiet! Why is it that you have got a C on this paper?"

"Uuuggh!" Demi began to protest "Mom can we not do this right now?!"  

"Yeah mom. Deidre said. "We're gonna have a hell of a lot of editing to do."

Aisha smirked in response, with a slight wave of her hand to signal they carry on with shooting the video.

"So as you guys can see my purse isn't as cluttered as mom's..." Demi glanced in her mother's direction. Smirking she quickly added "and in case you are all wondering why I got a C on my test well because someone who will remain nameless asked me to help with a project for the Delgado Bazzaar website."

Aisha returned her daughter's gaze "Lest you forget that someone didn't merely ask you to help out. She's paying you a hefty sum for your time, so you should be grateful and at least bring home an above average grade so THAT SOMEONE... ME can stick it on the fridge and brag to all her friends."

"Mom no offense but we're waaay past that. Don't worry you got Asaud for that though." Deidre said patting her mom on the back. "What do you have here Demi."

"Well the norm... my laptop, my hair products, toiletries, cash, spare keys to dad's Benz; yup he's the coolest... and makeup because duh it's essential!" Aisha rolled her eyes. "I ought to have a talk with Derrick. Your asses should be taking the bus!" "MOM!" both girls shrieked in unison. "Who does that?!" Deidre carried on "All the girls at Oasis Springs Prep drive to school or they get chauffeured." "Sure, because you're all privileged! I had to take the bus and let me tell you the bus system in Jamaica was no joke when I was your age. Sometimes -" "OKAAAY!" Demi cut in. "Mom I'm sure everyone wants to hear of your wild days in Jamaica but we gotta save that for another video. Deidre it's your turn."

"Wait hold up!" Aisha said  as she scanned the contents of the Louis Vouitton tote Deidre had placed on the table. "That bag looks verrry familiar."

"Well in my defence mom you have hundreds of bags and this one looked lonely, that's all." Deidre grinned sheepishly. "Now if I may carry on, here are the contents of my bag guys"

"You mean my bag that you stole" Aisha grinned.

"Whatever mom. I wear it better."  Deidre teased. 

"Hold on, why am I just noticing your obsession with unicorns? Your laptop, journal, notebook and even your phone case!"

"Not to mention her obsession with Pepsi! Apparently she's saving the cans now." Demi picked up an empty Pepsi can with a disgusted look on her face. "Girl your bag's a hot mess. It's called In My Purse Challenge not In My Dumpster Challenge!"

Both Aisha and Demi started chuckling. 

Deidre rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time and swatted Demi's hand causing her to drop the Pepsi can back on the table. "Moving right along... mom here's a pic Asaud drew when I picked him up from school a few days ago. You can place that on the fridge."

"Wait why did you pick up Asaud and why haven't you started those packs of birth control?" Aisha pointed at the little blue pills she had gotten her youngest daughter a few weeks prior. They had agreed that since she’d be 16 in a few months she could start dating. Aisha was always blunt with the girls about sex, teen pregnancy and pretty much everything in life and even though the girls both claimed they weren’t seeing anyone and didn’t need birth control, Aisha didn’t want to leave anything to chance.

"Um... uhh..." Deidre stuttered, she shot a nervous look at Demi. Aisha turned to face Demi's direction a stern look on her face. "Well can you give me an answer? Since you're the one that's suppose to be picking him up?" "Umm, I had to stay back after school to work on a project with Lacey for -"  

"BULLSHIT!" Aisha snapped, cutting Demi off. "But hold on keep that lying thought. Just gimmie a second." Turning to face her other daughter she continued "Why haven't you started taking those pills Deidre?"

"Well I don't need them Mom, I told you..."

"Yeah... so you don't have a boyfriend now... you might one day and one thing might lead to another and I am not ready for no grand-baby!"  

"Mom do you ever listen?! You won't be getting any... EVER... at least not from me. I don't want kids and I'm..." 

"What are you trying to say?!?" Aisha's facial expression was a mixture of shock and fear.

Sensing the drama that was building  Demi quickly stopped the video that was still rolling and stepped in between her mom and sister. "Mom Deidre is... uh... she's had a long day ok. Can we all just call this quits?"

"No." Aisha shook her head firmly. "I need to get to the bottom of this and someone better start talking before everyone gets an ass whooping!"

Placing her hand on Demi's shoulder, as if to excuse her of the big sister duty of defending her Deidre quickly chimed in "She's right Demi." She looked away for a second gathering all the confidence she had. "Mom I'm into unicorns and rainbows and boys.......but.... mostly girls... I'm bisexual." 

Aisha felt all the blood in her face drain. It seemed they were coming out her eyes because she could feel heavy hot droplets on her cheeks. "What. When. How... WHY?! You're just 15 you don't know what you want!"

"MOM!" Demi shot her mother a glare she wouldn't normally dare but she always felt the need to protect her little sister. Trying to remain assertive but respectful she added "That's enough ok. Let's just all go downstairs and have dinner before someone says something they’ll regret."

Aisha sank in a nearby chair. The girls watched as she mulled over the shock of her youngest daughter's news. She could feel the girls's eyes piercing her like four bullets. "Go. Just go, both of you."

Deidre breathed out a sigh of relief. She wasn't even aware until then that she had been holding her breath. Demi tugged on her arm and both girls practically ran downstairs, making their way to the  dinning room.