Cosmetics companies have it tough. They all have to create subtly different shades of the same few colors: pink, red, orange.

Of course, its worse when you have to decide which one looks best on you. I’ve had some successes since I cut my hair and decided to “level up” on my look (I sure do feel less dowdy and middle aged than I did a week ago!).

Yesterday I found dark, dark burgundy shade from France that smells like berries and make me look like a 1920s film star. And from Japan, a more moderate rosy pink that’s more in line with my natural lip color.

Unfortunately I have to make a decision to either look great or get kissed. Tod does not appreciate lip prints on his cheeks. Hmmmm.