Red lipstick: Depending on who you ask, it can be everything from iconic to trashy. For every person who adores red lipstick, there’s ten who abhor it. I first started thinking about this when I polled my friends, and asked them if they thought I should wear red lipstick to my friend Molly’s wedding. Responses ranged from, “You’ll look like a teenager trying to act older,” to “It’s too whorish,” to “You’re going to get too much attention for it.” None of these comments really had anything to do with me so much so as the strong feelings people have for both for and against red lips.
The truth is, I’ve always loved red lips, even more so now that I’m in my twenties. It just feels quintessentially classy in a perfect Marilyn Monroe way with a bite of Dita Von Teese. Speaking of Dita, she is just my absolute style icon, and after reading her interview over at Into the Gloss, I came to the realization that makeup takes time and practice. (Did you know she has a whole vanity drawer just for red lipstick?) That’s true for everything from a simple smokey eye to the perfect red lip. No one figures it out overnight or on the first time. While in college, I bought a single Wet ‘n’ Wild black shadow and attempted a smokey eye. It did not end well. However, years later, I know it takes more than one color, more than once brush. Plus a lot of patience and willingness to get it wrong.
After reading that interview, I was brought back to my love of red lipstick. It takes a fair amount of bravery to put it on and even more patience to apply it right. I’ve always wanted to be one of those women who looks like they’ve effortlessly thrown on red lipstick before heading out the door. However, you can’t have that if you don’t practice. Without practice, it will always be hard and haphazard. Which brings me to the point of this post: For the next month, I’ll be wearing red lipstick for five out of seven days of the week. Sound familiar? That’s because I did the same thing with high heels back in August and September. And it all starts tomorrow.
I often hide in the safety of a nude gloss or pink lipstick. Part of me is sick of hiding and the other part just really wants to perfect red lipstick. And the other part of is terrified, which is why I’m posting this here, because if it’s on the blog, then it has to happen, right? Right!