Dear ladies, feeling good about ourselves has never been a sin. It is most likely to be one of the best choices to take in those moments of life, when things are not going as wished or we, as women, are feeling confused about life events and personal feelings. You may not have someone to kiss like when you were in love, but your lips will always long for your attention, at least. Why not enjoy that intimate moments?
We all know the comfortable sensation of having a moisturizing, nicely smelling lipstick, with the most beautiful color we may dream of. It may bring out our skin color, or our eyes or just some discreet features of our face. Some of us may prefer strong resistant colors, others like the cooling feeling of a fruity balm or chubby stick, in vivid colors or just neutral.
We all have our own personal favorite combination, but do we know why we chose them? And even more importantly, what do we feel or think when we rush on our way to work in the morning, quickly applying the lipstick while looking in the car mirror? Why don’t we make the most out of that precise moment between us and our lips?
Therefore, I am at my desk, pulled out of my bag my mirror and my lip treats, and started brainstorming with myself. Here is what I have:
· L'oreal contour parfait lip liner (heather rose)
· L’oreal color riche serum lipstick (freshly candy)
· Clinique chubby stick baby tint (coming up rosy)
· Sephora Yes to carrots lip butter
Here are some scenarios, to make you dream and wonder (none of them will actually involve the kissing part):
1. It’s a cold winter day outside. I am just living the office, in the evening, passing by a deserted park. It is dark outside. It is the same park I used to have lunch at, when days were more sunny and warm. It is the park I used to see differently just some days ago, this is already the past. No one is there now, except some hurried people passing by or some dogs without master. I take out the lip butter out of my jacket pocket (I always keep it there during winter time) and as I put it generously on my lips, and feel the coconut flavor, I stop and start wonder. Am I the same as I used to be yesterday? Will I be the same tomorrow? How beautiful is life going from one second to another, but always having enough space for pain and suffering and comfort in it, all in the same time, for us to learn from it.
2. Finished all my tasks for today. I am peaceful, sitting in front of my desk, looking up from this skyscraper to the endless sky. I pick up my chubby stick, felt how my lips got instantly so smooth, and keep on listening to Schubert on my laptop, with my headphones. When I was a child I used to look for all shapes and colors in the sky, I used to imagine so easily what they could be. I don’t see that much now, but I can see the beauty of all of it, in one endless emotion... Break is over, I am going back to work now.
3. This time it is just me. Me and the one in front of the mirror. Everything else is not here. I think I will get out in the world tonight, I need to hear some voices, some laughs, I need to see some faces around me. None to really care about, none to hang myself to. This evening will be lost in the million others, as I will smell this lipstick all night on my lips, as others will smell it to. For me, it is always going to be the smell of those tiny multi colors candies I use to eat when I was a 5year old. The rest is going to be history…
Next time you pick up your lipstick, ask yourself: What character are you in your story, today? And how is this story going to finish? You only need a good product to care for your lips and your imagination for that.
We all know the comfortable sensation of having a moisturizing, nicely smelling lipstick, with the most beautiful color we may dream of. It may bring out our skin color, or our eyes or just some discreet features of our face. Some of us may prefer strong resistant colors, others like the cooling feeling of a fruity balm or chubby stick, in vivid colors or just neutral.
We all have our own personal favorite combination, but do we know why we chose them? And even more importantly, what do we feel or think when we rush on our way to work in the morning, quickly applying the lipstick while looking in the car mirror? Why don’t we make the most out of that precise moment between us and our lips?
Therefore, I am at my desk, pulled out of my bag my mirror and my lip treats, and started brainstorming with myself. Here is what I have:
· L'oreal contour parfait lip liner (heather rose)
· L’oreal color riche serum lipstick (freshly candy)
· Clinique chubby stick baby tint (coming up rosy)
· Sephora Yes to carrots lip butter
Here are some scenarios, to make you dream and wonder (none of them will actually involve the kissing part):
1. It’s a cold winter day outside. I am just living the office, in the evening, passing by a deserted park. It is dark outside. It is the same park I used to have lunch at, when days were more sunny and warm. It is the park I used to see differently just some days ago, this is already the past. No one is there now, except some hurried people passing by or some dogs without master. I take out the lip butter out of my jacket pocket (I always keep it there during winter time) and as I put it generously on my lips, and feel the coconut flavor, I stop and start wonder. Am I the same as I used to be yesterday? Will I be the same tomorrow? How beautiful is life going from one second to another, but always having enough space for pain and suffering and comfort in it, all in the same time, for us to learn from it.
2. Finished all my tasks for today. I am peaceful, sitting in front of my desk, looking up from this skyscraper to the endless sky. I pick up my chubby stick, felt how my lips got instantly so smooth, and keep on listening to Schubert on my laptop, with my headphones. When I was a child I used to look for all shapes and colors in the sky, I used to imagine so easily what they could be. I don’t see that much now, but I can see the beauty of all of it, in one endless emotion... Break is over, I am going back to work now.
3. This time it is just me. Me and the one in front of the mirror. Everything else is not here. I think I will get out in the world tonight, I need to hear some voices, some laughs, I need to see some faces around me. None to really care about, none to hang myself to. This evening will be lost in the million others, as I will smell this lipstick all night on my lips, as others will smell it to. For me, it is always going to be the smell of those tiny multi colors candies I use to eat when I was a 5year old. The rest is going to be history…
Next time you pick up your lipstick, ask yourself: What character are you in your story, today? And how is this story going to finish? You only need a good product to care for your lips and your imagination for that.