Lipstick Confidential
So I'm sitting at the bus stop waiting for Big to pick me up for lunch and I notice three very different women all applying and reapplying lipstick. All three are different ages, social backgrounds and ethnicities.
It occurred to me that lipstick is a universal act of feminity. It is not necessary or even the kind of make up that one would use to conceal a blemish, it is solely decorative a pronouncement of ones womaness.
One woman wearing a business suit wears bright red, power color, war paint to do battle in her next board room blitzkrieg, the teenager with the MAC Rebel purple finding her identity and flouting convention. Then there is the woman a little older who wears a polo shirt and khakis, on her way to a job at a fast food joint, her lips painted with a brush from a Mary Kay compact with a pretty almost neutral pink.
She does this with care, exactness because she is from a time when people dressed up to go grocery shopping, traveling and church. She is from an era of grace, manners and polite conversation and she brings a little of her world back with each brush stroke.
-CGINTW
It occurred to me that lipstick is a universal act of feminity. It is not necessary or even the kind of make up that one would use to conceal a blemish, it is solely decorative a pronouncement of ones womaness.
One woman wearing a business suit wears bright red, power color, war paint to do battle in her next board room blitzkrieg, the teenager with the MAC Rebel purple finding her identity and flouting convention. Then there is the woman a little older who wears a polo shirt and khakis, on her way to a job at a fast food joint, her lips painted with a brush from a Mary Kay compact with a pretty almost neutral pink.
She does this with care, exactness because she is from a time when people dressed up to go grocery shopping, traveling and church. She is from an era of grace, manners and polite conversation and she brings a little of her world back with each brush stroke.
-CGINTW
I love the way you write. You paint such a beautiful picture.
ReplyDeleteThank you, that's very kind. Sometimes I just write whatever I'm thinking at the moment, I've become a literary vouyer as it were.
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