Fifty Shades of Lies

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I frowned at myself in the mirror. Damn my substandard average lips—I think they are so frick’n thin; well at least in comparison to my sisters—and damn Bleu-Rae for being sick and subjecting me to this outlandish ordeal.

As I was getting dressed, I inwardly cursed Rae and my thin lips all morning long. I tried to apply my lipstick, but it kept bleeding passed my lip-line and onto my skin. Not cute.

I recently had read in a beauty magazine that if you purse, suck and bite your lips, constantly, this action will cause the blood to surface, hence, temporary making your lips appear larger. Think, nineteen-seventies, the way little tarts allowed men to suck on their necks, giving them a half a dozen, tacky hickeys. Eww. I hoped this part of history does not repeats itself.

Anyway, to plump up your lips naturally, do a pursing, sucking and biting daily mantra, kind of like giving someone a hickey. They article claimed the side effects to this ritual are quite remarkable. Aside, from the consequential swelling, if done subtly, the beauty advisor emphasized the word subtly, guys will find all this kind of sexy. So purse your lips—don't forget to bat your lashes while flashing your man coy little bites to your bottom lip here and there.

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