I keep lip gloss everywhere. It always makes me feel like I am slightly put together.
To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art.
I can be not showered and dressed like a slob, but my lip gloss will be on!
A gloss is a total system of perception and language.
Wipe your glosses with what you know.
Art is about the edges and the sharp corners and those places are not conducive to activism, which is about putting on a gloss.
A woman puts on a new dress eyeliner lip gloss to please others. A woman paints her toes to please herself. And if there was one thing I was familiar with it was pleasing. . . There's no way to finish that sentence without embarrassing myself.
Wear your pain like lip gloss!
There was a kindliness about intoxication - there was that indescribable gloss and glamour it gave, like the memories of ephemeral and faded evenings.
After running for my life from hunters, a girl with too much lip gloss doesn't register on my fear radar.
This is what happiness is, past the rubbish of its overuse as a word, past the cracked gloss of the letters that mean nothing when strung together. They mean something now, and I know what it's like when you and someone else are right together. How simple is is, and how amazing.
I cant live without Eucerin cream, lip gloss, gum, nail polish, and sparkly things.
Keep your brow game on point and always pack a lip gloss.
At some point I was a HappyAfricanFeminist who does not hate men. And who likes lip gloss and who wears high heels for herself but not for men.
I just lip gloss! It doesn't matter if it's $2 or $30.
It would be a narrow conception of jurisprudence to confine the notion of 'laws' to what is found written on the statute books, and to disregard the gloss which life has written upon it.
My quick beauty tip is always have a tinted gloss of some kind to give you some color even if you have no makeup on.
There are people and places and events you'd prefer to forget or at least gloss over. In the end, you can slap a pretty label on it - like serendipity or fate. Or you can believe that it's just the random way life unfolds.
On Sofia Coppola's 16th birthday, way back in 1987, I stole a lip gloss from her Sistine Chapel of a bedroom. Years later, I left a Chanel lip gloss in the reception of the Mercer Hotel for her. You know why? I believe that you've got to fix your karma.
What remains of your past if you didn't allow yourself to feel it when it happened? If you don't have your experiences in the moment, if you gloss them over with jokes or zoom past them, you end up with curiously dispassionate memories.
