Lipstick

Top left to right: Lexi, Mati. Bottom left to right: Olivia, Mom, Me.

Lipstick––never been a fan. I’ve never enjoyed having goop smothered all over my lips. I especially do not like having the lipstick smudge onto my teeth or transfer to the cups I drink out of.  It also usually rubs off within two hours. Today, however, I put some lipstick on.

It all started when Lexi, Mati, and I happened to come upon the subject of eyebrows. Lexi was sitting at the dressing table tweezing her eyebrows and then decided to talk about my and Mati’s eyebrows. The next thing I knew, Lexi pinned Mati down on the bed and began tweezing her eyebrows. Then she whipped out her handy dandy eyebrow pencil and filled in her eyebrows. After Lexi was finished with Matisse, she moved on to me. I too was cornered and coerced into having my eyebrows “touched up.” When she tried filling in my eyebrows with her pencil, she darkened them too much and I looked like a crazed hooligan. We had to wipe it off. Well, I demanded that we wipe it off.

After the eyebrow charade, Lexi moved on to slapping red lipstick on me. She told me that this new lipstick was amazing because it never wipes off during the day. She began to apply it liberally, but forgot to inform me that this lipstick had an exfoliating feature where my lips would sting for a little bit, but feel better later. I never thought makeup would be physically painful, but it stung like heck.

Fast forward three hours and all of the girls in the house are wearing red lipstick. Honestly, it was kind of fun. Mom had never worn red lipstick before, so it was a fun first. Lexi can push us all out of our comfort zones at times, but in the end, it is worth it. We sometimes need a push, so I’m glad she is the one to initiate that push.