True story. I was headed to work. It was one of two nights a month where I actually have a more traditional job. I work with adults with developmental disabilities. It was a Halloween themed dance so I dressed up as a witch. Normally, I would go as a Ghostbuster, but I wear the uniform all year round and it doesn’t feel like a Halloween costume to me anymore. I wanted to really dress up for Halloween. I used all the greens, blues, and purples from my Sephora eyeshadow kit on my face and I put on this amazeballs Urban Decay Limited Edition Through the Looking Glass lipstick in Time, which is described as “gunmetal-navy with silver shimmer.” I love this lipstick and do not wear it often enough. And yes, I geek out on makeup. It’s right up there with tabletop RPGs, Doctor Who, Star Trek, World of Warcraft, art/office supplies, Bob Ross, foxes, and bookstores.

Anywho, I gave Alice a kiss as I was leaving and I left a blue kiss mark on her forehead. When I wiped it off, she screamed and cried. Normally, she loves having her face wiped, but it was like she knew that I wiped the kiss away and she did not like that one bit. So, I put it back. She smiled and laughed.

And now, if I have lipstick on and give her a kiss, I don’t wipe the kiss off. It’s her kiss. Who am I to take it away from her?