Red Lips Sink Ships

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I did attempt this once before however when I read over my ramblings I decided that the content was far too depressing to share with anyone else due to them high risk of creating a mass suicide throughout the nation. I had just lost my job (again) thanks to economic downturn but moreso a particularly stingy boss who was A-O.K. with telling me that my plan to concieve was enough reason to sack me. In an attempt to make light conversation following his bombshell he lamented that his house visitors had used some of his shower gel and washing powder over the 3 days they stayed with him, and not had the decency to buy more. Animals. Alannis Morisette said it best. Ironic indeed.

Now that I'm over that experience and have moved on I have far better things to ramble about. This brings me to red lipstick. Over the past week I have been told by various sources that lipstick makes you look like you've put effort in, even when you haven't. So, by all accounts you can be walking around dressed in a hession sack but slap a bit of lippy on and the sack comes alive! Work that sack girl. The first time this came up was with a bunch of self confessed cougars, whose style I do admire. One particularly snappy dresser amongst these ladies always pulls off a hot red lipstick, and she's dead right - it does make her look that little bit more fabulous when she puts it on.

The second source, only a few days after the cougar conversation was a magazine. The article entitled "change your life in 30 days" peaked my interest; a career change, a new partner, a health regime???? No, red lipstick. For 30 days straight the biggest challenge for one female participant was to wear red lips every day. I laughed at the simplicity. But then this morning when I went to put on my lip balm (beauty regime, complete) I thought; you can laugh but can you put your money where your lips are and give it a red hot go? So I did. Red lips, check.

My first stop was the loungeroom where my husband's expression changed to that of a small child who had just done something very naughty. "Well, what do you think?" I asked. "Oooooh, it's very reddy" he squirmed almost uncomfortably. This is his standard response when I have changed something about my appearance. A new body creme will be met with such statements as " Ooooh, it's very coconutty" or "Ooooh it's very frangrancey" etc etc. Following the lips comment, he smacked me on the arse as I walked away. I will take that as a winning result.

Then to the coffee shop where I came short of change. The usually demure barrista smirked that it was ok, he didn't think I should be deprived of my unusually large size coffee just becasue I didn't have the money to cover it! Yessssssss!

So far the lips seem to be working but can I keep this up? I don't know about 30 days; this sounds a bit extreme however maybe I can work it in every few days. The real test will be my girlfriends. At least I know they will tell me the truth. If I look like a spanish whore, these women are sure to break it to me.