I find the taste of lipstick to be exquisite, elegant, and resplendently delicious. It is an ambrosial treat, a sublime, delicate, ethereal nectar that nourishes my soul. I relish and savor the precious, refined, distinctly feminine taste of a generous coating of lipstick.
Lipstick provides a certain warm, enchanting, internal ambience unto itself, reflected in a myriad explosion of endless possibilities, external color, beauty, and solace. The application of lipstick certainly by no means makes the woman, but it certainly assists in the deconstruction of the male. Oh how I enjoy and take immeasurable pleasure from the taste and flavor of lipstick!
I thoroughly enjoy applying all makeup, but is there any one type of makeup for you that trumps others? I could almost write just as easily about, for example, eye makeup. Almost. I am the consummate makeup junkie. I love, love, love makeup. But there is just something really, really intoxicating about the taste of lipstick . . . .
