Lipsticked At The Dinner Table
I was in fourth grade. I was trying out my mother's red lipstick. When I tried to wipe it off, my lips remained very red. It was dinner time. I came up with the idea of wearing a bandana, like the bad guys wore. So I buckledd on my guns, doffed my cowboy hat and boots. My folks thought it unusual, asked me to remove my hat at the table, but said nothing else. Can't remember what happened next, but this was my first application of lipstick.