When I bought my usual lipstick at the Prescriptives counter at Marshall Fields, they gave me a free sample. I tried “Emperor” on and realized it was a shade I had been looking for. I had been wearing a lighter version of it that had never looked quite right on me. After I bought a tube of it, I wore nothing but “Emperor” for days. It looked great on me.

Then one day, after about a week, it hit me: this was the lipstick color my mother wore when I was growing up! Oh, NO.

There really is no way to prevent turning into our parents.

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