Wet N Wild

You would be surprised at the things that brought me comfort.  When I was about thirteen, I found a dollar somewhere and I went up to P.N. Hersch and bought a tube of orange lipstick.  My mother did not mind, I was in the seventh grade.  You couldn't imagine how that ninety-nine cent tube of lipstick made me feel.  I knew I was smart, but most folks did not call me pretty.  I was overweight for my age and I was poor.  I didn't stop there.  I then went to the 3D discount store and bought earrings for a dollar.  I thought I was a queen with my earrings.  Then I bought perfume.  I loved perfume.  You couldn't tell me nothing when I had on my Verve'.  Now, most of the in crowd were wearing Giorgio perfume and carrying Espirit bags, but I could not afford to.  They had so much more than I but I had something they did not have.  I had the ability to be happy with small things.  I was just as happy eating a pickle than eating at Ponderosa.  I had to remind myself of that happiness.  Now, I do so by buying an ample supply of the cheap stuff that makes me smile.  So, I have a ton of dollar makeup in crazy shades.  I still buy Wet n Wild lipstick for a dollar.  I keep earrings around that I buy for a dollar.  Among my coveted fragrances is a bottle of Jovan Gardenia, Primo perfume, and Sand and Sable.  I have been rocking that since college.  God has blessed, so I have lipsticks that are fifteen times the cost of Wet n Wild and my fragrances have been on the pricey side.  It is good to know that I can enjoy them or I can enjoy the smell of a great cheap soap.