Sometimes it’s just fun to look unusually hot for work for no reason at all. We are currently trying a pain-in-the-arse Civil trial on 2 cases simultaneously because consolidation was not successful. All the arbitrarily introduced exhibits are creating a paper nightmare. The judge is very cranky with the hurky-jerky progression of the trial. So today turned out to be a good day to look pretty.

Sleek black boots; short A-line red, black and white skirt; thin red (and very fitted) 3/4 length sleeve sweater; all my regular makeup plus blush and lipstick. I rubbed Victoria’s Secret “Love Spell” body cream on, and layered it with a fine dusting of VS’s body shimmer in the same scent, just to highlight my collarbones.

It’s a funny thing about lipstick. It was the first makeup item my mom ever let me wear, and she bought me my first lipstick when I was in 6th grade. It was my one staple for years. And then I started having boyfriends and the lip color waned to tinted lip gloss to nothing. One of my girls (I can’t remember who, but I remember the conversation) said a couple of weeks ago, “You can start wearing lipstick again!” The thought hit me for the first time and I said, “Oh! You’re right! I CAN!” Lipstick makes such a difference on a woman’s face, especially if she has pretty lips. It just makes her look alive.