Tuesday, 11 October 2011

The tale of the lost lipstick

Last week I treated myself to a little lip lust.

It came in the form of MeMeMe Cosmetics - colour: coral, coral cloak to be exact.

I'd been on the lookout for the perfect shade to compliment my peely wally complexion for months and finally I scouted it in Superdrug.

What made it all the more marvellous was this sumptuous stuff is the most moisturising lipstick I've ever slipped on. That, and it stays put.

So I decided to pop it on today to dress up a dreary outfit and headed for a cuppa.

While multi tasking bouncing the bambini, gossiping with a girlfriend and chugging back coco I felt the urge to slip a coat of coral cloak over chapped feeling lips, dropping it on the floor in the process. I told myself not to forget my new favourite cosmetic, doing just that as we left the bar.

I only realised hours later once said lips started drying out again after scoffing a tasty lunch of mussels&chips.

Devastated, I dialled the bars number (praise be the iPhone for finding it for me) and spoke to the bar manager who remembered us from the morning.

Popping me on hold he went off for a hunt. And there, under the chair he found my long lost lippy.

Sheer joy surged through my body. A tad dramatic you may feel, but I'd barely broke its seal!

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