Painted lips of red,
Ready to kiss.
This isn't my mask,
Or my shield away from insecurity.
This isn't even for the man on the street yodeling "guapa" under his breath, but loud enough for me to hear.
This isn't for then guy I've dreamed about since I was fifteen.
This isn't to boost my self-esteem.
No the more makeup I wear dosnt mean I feel ugly or as though I need excess covering to shield my "imperfections". Or pimples, scars, human life shit.
Art. I'll choose how and what I want to paint. You do the same. But stop acting like everyone is using makeup to hide behind their shame.
Beauty is the human expression of who we are. Dancing, working, running, cooking, painting, being a dad or mom, or playing the ukulele. Even doing your makeup. This is all art. Every breath. Every detail. We are all adding to our life canvas, painting our story: one stroke at a time. One gym workout. One book written. One skydive jump. One college degree. One heart drowning in love. Even one application of a rosy red lip balm.
It's all damn art. Now let's get painting, aye?
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