Anybody here remember Tangee? It was the first lipstick Southern mothers would let their 12- and 13-year old daughters wear. It came in a white plastic push-up tube instead of a grown-up’s metal swivel. It was tinted pale orange (or tangerine? Is that where it got the name?) and was so nearly transparent that you had to put on about three coats before you could notice a difference. Think Chapstick with a tiny tinge of color. From Tangee, you graduated to a pale pink that kept getting darker and darker until your mother got tired of fighting a losing battle and let you wear anything from plum black to fire engine red. At that point you probably settled into the shades and brands you would wear for the next twenty years, right?
So I get invited to join The Lipstick Chronicles. Although I’d been checking by to read the posts for some time, I had never paid much attention to the comments section where the rest of the TLC community bring their views to the party. It was like dropping in at someone’s family reunion. Everybody seemed to know each other and there was the equivalent of “Remember when Bertha, bless her heart, dropped the Jell-o fruit salad on Aunt Maybelle’s shoes and Uncle Herman slipped on the peaches and speaking of peaches, DelMonte’s a good brand, but . . .”
The actual posting might have begun the discussion, but the comments seemed to go off on far different tangents. In one, there was a passing comment about long-lasting lip paint, which I had never heard of. Karen of Ohio kindly explained that it could last for up to 18 hours, so I went right out and bought one.
And it worked!
Goodbye tubes of waxy cream that wear off in two kisses, hello Revlon ColorStay Overtime®!
There’s just one drawback, though. The tip of the paint wands are little swab that will maintain their shape till the little cylinder’s empty. No individuality possible.
I have long toyed with the idea of writing a short story centered around the way different women wear down their lipsticks. Above are the lipsticks currently in my makeup bag. You will notice that they all come to a distinct point. Here’s a random sampling from my book club the other day:
One One friend wears hers down flat, another
exaggerates the original slant, still another has achieved something very close
to an S-curve. Unfortunately, I am
missing the friend who wears hers down to a long flexible strip reminiscent of
a frog’s tongue. Those of us
who do eccentric things with our lipstick could never leave a tube at the scene
of the crime and hope to get away with murder.
What about you? Did you have to fight your parents to wear your first
lipstick? Do you have a lipstick
story to add to our chronicles?
What about you? Did you have to fight your parents to wear your first lipstick? Do you have a lipstick story to add to our chronicles?