Why lipstick ain’t as good as it used to be…
With lipstick smeared and fingernail polish chipped she walks on wobbly feet in her high heels. She awaits her prince charming. She said she would marry him one day and she meant it. He is after all her first crush. She anticipates his arrival and the three words that make her heart sing, “you are beautiful”. Her daddy is home. I think girls of all ages long to know someone thinks they are beautiful. Years…