Lipstick

Are you wearing any lipstick today?

In fact, I just saw the movie Shirley Valentine (for the umpteenth time!), and couldn't even look at the adult Marjorie Majors without seeing Patsy and her boofed up hair and red lipstick and long cigarette holder.

I'd like three lipsticks in this shade.

She darkens up her eyebrows with it and then runs a tube of pink lipstick over her mouth. She immediately wipes it off with the palm of her hand. She should have black lipstick. A true ninja woman would wear black lipstick.

“So she storms off, yelling at me, ‘Tell your dog to put his lipstick back in its case!’ and that dog and I just stared after them. Both of us were totally smitten.”

I looked over at our new house-wolf, hoping for a connection, but it was too soon. I felt nothing but resentment. What I saw, however, was something I would have to look away from regularly. He had his lipstick out.

“Speaking of loyalty…” I give Shit a nasty side-eye but he only pants at me, eyes slightly glazed. That’s when I realize his lipstick is all the way out. “Hey, stop turning my dog on,” I tell Mac.

Joya was what they called a Lipstick Lesbian. Without wandering too far through the minefield that gay culture can be for the moderately indoctrinated, let stand the observation that this thriving local fauna (The Lipsticks, that is) struck some observers as representing a step up (or forward) in the social evolution of female homosexuality.

She had even white teeth and a mouth that needed no lipsticking.