When I was a kid, I had this little pink satin purse with “princess” embroidered in cursive on the side. It was stuffed nearly to bursting with my Lip Smackers collection — the whole thing went most places I did. For years the Dr. Pepper lip balm reigned supreme over all the fruity scents until finally, my mom decided I was old enough for a Lip Smackers gloss. I can still smell the artificial strawberry scent and feel the gritty silver glitter as I applied it, but you couldn’t tell me nothin’ with my lip gloss on.This is all to say: there has never been a day in my conscious life when I wasn’t...

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