Pouty Face

When I was around this age I tended to get into EVERYTHING. My mother had to keep a constant watch on me at all times. One day...I snuck away from her watchful eye, and stole some bright red lipstick out of her purse. I sat down on a little yellow chair, still in my pajamas, (similar to this picture) and started applying it all over my face, pretending I was as beautiful as my mother, and was capable of being just like her. Unfortunately, she caught me...not in time...but captured my artistic abilities on film. This picture reminded me of this memory, and how we all want to do what WE WANT!!! sometimes, we just don't get our way. Fortunately, I was able to take advantage of my moment of freedom!

submitted by Lindsey Springer submitted 2002-04-17

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