a.k.a Petitebete. Office drone by day, amateur closeted erotica writer by night (hard to write in a closet let me tell you). Dabbler, dilettante, self-deprecator. Musings, rants, social commentary and the occasional flash of fictional semi-brilliance when the Muse smacks me upside the head. Under-promising and over-delivering since 1989. Canadian, in case the backdrop wasn't clear indication enough.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
A Kiss May Be Grand....
I am in love with lipgloss. Sparkly, yummy flavours, smoothing and emmollient and last a surprisingly long time, with just a hint of colour. I used to think they were only for teens and twittery twenty-somethings, and I used to relish the whole slightly erotic ritual of reapplying a dark red lipstick, but I find myself reaching for my glosses more and more these days. I usually carry 3 or 4 in my purse and can't resist buying them whenever I see a new brand. Am loving specifically Victoria's Secret Beauty Rush lipglosses right now. They are very lickable, and I'm not the only one who thinks so *smiles*.
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