Beware the feminine entry

Ok. So I caved. So I gave into peer pressure and lost my once treasured ideals. So I joined mainstream society. Don't judge me.

I bought lip-gloss.

I've been fighting against going glossy for years now. Chapstick was all I needed. I thought gloss looked too wet, and lipstick gets on everything. So I fought it, and fought it hard. Then the first whole in the dam appeared: tinted moisturizer.

"Ok, I thought. This can't be too bad. Its chapstick, after all. With just a wee bit of color."

That was only the begining, friends. In my quest to become more attractive to the opposite sex and thus secure a mate and thereby acheive personal validation, I decided to expand my tactics. So, tonight, I bought actual gloss. I look like I've been drooling slightly all day, but this is apparently Hott (the extra "t" is for "tastes like strawberries!") and is therefore acceptable.




Happy HNT!

1:04 a.m., 2006-10-06



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