I noticed the other day I was paying close attention to the new lipstick displays. All at once, I knew what was going on. Fall. Stress. The Blues.
Anytime I start needing to buy lipstick rather than just wanting to wear it, I know I have the blues. Those kind of blues that sneak up on you and kick you in the pants when you're least expecting it. Nasty. Insidious.
A cool young guy I know goes out tie shopping when he has this kind of sneaking blues.
It's not the kind of depression where you don't get out of bed, or you fall into the bottle and don't get out. But a quiet, stomach sinking, feeling. So since you are out and about anyway, you might as well look at the lipstick colors for Fall. Hey! It works for me.
(Makes more sense than a colorful piece of cloth which is nothing more than a noose, when you come down to it.)
Oh well, I can always use more lip gloss.
Love
Kennedy.
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