Keeping a Stiff Upper Lip

I’ve noticed that the space between my nose and the top of my upper lip is shrinking.  It’s like a blotter soaking up excess ink.  I wonder if people would notice the shine if I were to smear Vaseline below my nose as a barrier so my Dusty Rose or Apricot Glaze would know where to stop?

I’ve about given up on those beauty products that promise they will reduce lipstick bleeding.  They’re expensive and don’t work for me.  After using them for several months, my lipstick still spreads everywhere, and even my lip liner can’t keep it corralled.  I’ve always wanted bigger lips, and it appears I finally have them, except if you look close, you notice that pink smear isn’t really my top lip.  Tiny wrinkles fan out and give my lipstick a means of escape.  I’m getting this picture now of my granddaughters building a moat around their sandcastle at the beach only to have little rivulets from the tide seep into the wall and destroy it.  Or the computer on the Enterprise droning, “Containment breach eminent!  Containment breach eminent!”

I remember once when I was in my thirties I saw an old woman with red lipstick that had nearly devoured the lower half of her face.   I wondered what possessed her to go out into public and frighten people like that.  The thought has just occurred to me, “Oh, my God, that’s me!”

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About Coming East

I am a writer, wife, mother, and grandmother who thinks you're never too old until you're dead. My inspiration is Grandma Moses who became a successful artist in her late 70's. If I don't do something pretty soon, though, I'll have to find someone older for inspiration.
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