I ventured out today for the first time since I’ve moved house to go to the doctor - this druggie needs her fix, alas. It was quite a long walk - all up I spent an hour walking which was great (take note Katie!).
I noticed something that struck me as peculiar when I went to the pharmacy to pick up my prescription: at the front of the counter was a product display for yet another lip plumping product.
Lip plumpers seem to be all the rage these days which is funny because I remember a time when I was derided for my self-confessed bee stung pout. Can’t do anything about it - I have fat lips (or should that be ‘phat’, haha).
Of course it was back in high school, and I was a young nerdy band student (a flute player too which drew even more attention to my lips, groan) and I remember someone calling me fish lips. Apparently, having fat lips wasn’t in. It was just another one of many things I was picked on for. Funny how years later, things have changed so that no one in their right mind would hope for thin lips (no offence to those that have them - what nature has given you is beautiful, remember that! Truly!). I wouldn’t trade my fat arse pout for them, I confess. It’s been a long, long time since anyone ever remarked upon my lips being too fat. Actually, quite the opposite! Woo hoo!
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