21 January, 2008

Love, despite...

...put on a little makeup, makeup/make sure they get your good side, good side...


Intent, she peers into my face, examining it minutely.

"Here, Mama. I think you need some of this."

She hands me a lipstick.

Really? I thought the point of children was that they thought you were wonderful all the time.

Oh. Do I need brightening up?

"Well, you just look... you'll..."

I watch her struggle for some belated diplomacy.

"....you just look, um, you look more like yourself when you're wearing makeup."

Ah. Do I now.

Good to know.


(Goody Two-Shoes; Adam Ant)

4 comments:

Inanna said...

LOL! I laugh because I can picture this happening in my mind's eye.. and in my own life.

Michael said...

People tell me to wear make-up too. And I'm not even at a KISS concert...

Michael said...

p.s. did you leave a comment on my blog and then erase it? I had a comment from you and now it's gone. Or I imagined it in my mind's eye...

Michael said...

and now it's back again.
Crazy $&#* haloscan.