The Makeup Confession

*This is an archived post from my first blog Smile, Sugar. It got a lot of praise, so I want to repost it here. This post was originally written and shared in spring 2016.*

A confession: I love makeup.

This is a bit about myself I never wanted to admit. You see, liking makeup isn’t something I can simply acknowledge and go about with my business. Oh no - saying I like makeup is the antithesis of the insecure views I once clutched to like they were my lifeline.

002: Cocklebur

Lingering in the eye,

It draws along nose

To Cupid’s bow,

shapes the mouth,

evoking language,

philosophy.

Tangling teeth with spools

Of old thread –

A thread through lips,

In breeze,

Waving and waiting,

Waiting to catch

The bur on a sleeve.

5 Tips for a Better #TeacupClub Meeting

If you follow me, it’s likely you know about #TeacupClub. If you don't, well, I mean, I'm impressed. I feel like I talk about it all the time. #TeacupClub is a community I started on Twitter back in May 2016 for bloggers to chat and have organized comment exchanges. I have a whole page about it you can check out too! The comment exchanges are what I - ever so cleverly - named club meetings.

Why Did I Start Over?

Okay, yeah… I’ve been pretty vague about this topic, so I guess I'll take a moment to elaborate on the deets. Like I've said, I had a blog before this one, and it was called Smile, Sugar. (with a period at the end). A good number of you probably remember my announcement I was shutting down back in August. The idea was something that hit me pretty suddenly, and it felt right, ya know? I told myself I’d put too much into it to just be like nahhh, but deep in my gut I knew shutting down was what I needed to do

But, like, why?

001: Watercolors

With watercolors,

I paint the air between

Us.

Yellow, because I’m trying,

And burgundy because you

Like the way it looks on your

Skin.

I dip my brush

Into crystal cup,

Ballerina shoe ribbons of color

Dancing to orange,

Mixed to sensible harmony.

I go for blush pink

But the mixture isn’t right.

The colors mush to

Runny earth tone.

I pour my cup in the air

Between us

To wash away the color,

But we already watched

The paint dry.