March 28, 2012
I’ve been using the same lipstick palette for over 10 years.
I didn’t even occur to me, until I was on a girls’ trip and my friend pointed it out.
“I remember that from high school, I can’t believe you still have it.”
“Um. oh this? It’s new. I just bought it a few months ago.”
“No…I remember because we would use all the hot pink and dress like sluts.”
“I don’t think that was me. I would never do that. I don’t even like hot pink anywa….” My voice becoming soft and trailing off.
She was right. The ugly truth had been exposed. I had been using the same lipstick for ever. I hadn’t evolved. I haven’t even felt the need to buy a new one. It wasn’t like I just gave up the search for a new lip palette because there is nothing else out there that could compare, instead I didn’t even consider that I needed something new.
How long is lipstick supposed to last anyways? I used to wash the brush, now not so much. How come the shades haven’t turned green and grown a fuzzy mold around them? That thing is probably a petri dish of staph infections and influenza viruses. On the contrary, I feel great, and my lips look fantastic. Especially when I mix the 4th and the 5th shade together.
A thought occurred to me: there’s not much separating me from those ladies that go decades without changing their hairstyles. It’s basically the same as a metaphorical beehive. I have been wearing a beehive for the last 12 years. And every time a swipe a shade on that lip brush and apply it to my lips, it’s the same as poufing my hair and shellacking it with Breck hairspray.
And I have to go now because my lips are starting to feel itchy…