Day 224 = Gym + Lipstick

This morning at the gym, my ass tendonitis was on fire. I had physical therapy yesterday for my hip. My PT said I also had some tendonitis in my glutes. Seriously? I didn't know I could get it there. It stems from the laberal tear in my hip.

To ease my pain, I decided to take the opportunity to go big or go home with a lipstick makeover.

Some people say (well, Leonard Lauder the chairman of Estee Lauder said) that lipstick purchases indicate the health of the economy. It's like how women buy more lipstick in a down economy because it's still a purchase, yet it's not like a $525 pair of Prada strappy heels. I'm looking for the perfect matte nude lip gloss that is nude enough to cover my naturally red lips, which are being a nuisance in my pursuit to look all trendy. Currently, I'm using Prescriptives gloss in "Manicure" but I'm almost out and I think it's a little too shiny.

I love lipstick. My mom calls it the icing on the cake. A spy once had a lipstick gun, which is on display in the Spy Museum in Washington, DC. I'd have one if I were a spy.

I ended up coming home with a set of fat hot rollers, three types of mascara (I can never have enough since my eyelashes are blonde), Lip Fusion in "Glow" and Urban Decay in "Kirk." The picture is of Kirk and yes, the lid is a hologram where you see Kirk take his clothes off.