My friend Jen had a make-up makeover yesterday. I obviously am in need of one.
Last night after Life Group, I needed to run into Michael's very quickly to pick up just one item. Since I've had a virus/cold, my lips have been quite dry and I am addicted to lip balm anyway. I rummaged around in my bag (packed with Bible, notebook, planner, billions of used kleenex, throat drops, throat drop wrappers, etc. etc. etc.) and voila, found the lip balm. I quickly smeared it on, ran inside, picked up my kneadable eraser, payed for it and got back in the car. Because I am addicted to lip balm, I thought I'd smear on a bit more for the short trek home. This time, I actually looked at the tube before I placed it to my lips. It was concealer. I had totally erased my lips. And been seen in public with no lips.