Not kidding. At any given time, I will own not one but at least three different kinds of lipbalm. Currently carrying:
- Yes To Carrots: C Me Smile Lip Butter in Berry [USDA Certified 95% Organic =) ]
- Blistex Raspberry Lemonade Blast [with SPF 15!]
- Softlips in Sugar Cookie [yummy!]
I don’t quite know what it is, but I love my lipbalm. Like Lays, I can’t just have one or else I feel empty and inadequate. More than just for the taste or the smell [although they all smell really, really good and the my first tube Raspberry Lemonade Blast ended up being more of a snack than of a lip treatment], more than just good they do protecting my lips from the evils of dryness and chapped-ness; it’s a comfort, like a Linus-blanket for my lips.
And I’m not a slave to flavor or brand. I love experimenting with different types. It’s funny, really, though, because now that I look back and contemplate, I can always associate a different part and/or relationship(s) of my life with the kind of lip care used at the time: classic Cherry Chapstick was senior year of high school and the year postgrad, most of that time spent with one certain somebody; Avon lipbalm in Strawberry were the early years of high school; Avon lipbalm in Tangerine was every summer, no more, no less; Blistex in Berry Blast did me well through grade eleven and through many a break up; and, of course, the standard throwbacks to the Bonne Bell days that punctuate every lipbalm transition.
Some girls have diaries, some girls have wardrobe changes, some girls have hairstyles to get them through the phases in their life. Me? I’ve got my arsenal of lip buddies along with the memories I know they’re gonna bring.
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