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In retaliation, I woke up this morning and fixed my hair, and put on makeup – complete with lipstick. My mom is forever wishing I would be a bit more girly. “Just a little makeup and lipstick would only take a minute and you are such a pretty girl”, she says. Growing up I was always her rowdy girl; not the sweet girl, never the girly girl. It would MAKE HER DAY to know I was wearing lipstick. And she would know this too, if only she read my blog. But she doesn't. So she will never know.
I guess lipstick can make a girl feel better.
1 comment:
I love this! Truly the best revenge you could get...haha! Funny! I tagged you in my latest blogpost, go see: http://daydreamartstudios.blogspot.com/2009/03/6x6.html
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