[SIZE="2"]Lipstick, for instance. I feel naked without lipstick, a sensual pleasure if there ever was one…What simple pleasures do you derive from simple things?
I enjoy that “simple printmaking” when your painted lips leave evidence of your cross-dressed self on whatever vessel you’re drinking from – I keep a tissue handy, and I like to retouch my lips as I go along, ensuring a steady “edition” of tell-tale prints. It’s proof that I exist, after all…
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