The other day, my daughter had a sleepover with one of her friends. And as is usually the case, the girls got a little crazy. When my daughter came out of her room to ask me something, I hardly recognized her. Bright red lipstick, sloppily applied, covered her lips, making her look like a clown. She also wore heavy glitter eye shadow along with some odd, black markings scribbled on her face.
"What the heck did you do to your face?" I asked, hardly able to believe that the creature standing in front of me was my offspring.
"I made it look like a combination of Kei$ha and Taylor Swift. Don't I look like them?" (For those of you who are unfamiliar with these characters, they are pop music stars. Taylor likes to wear bright red lipstick, and Kei$ha - well, she's just about as odd as her name.)
"You bear a striking resemblance," I said. "But what's with the black mustache? Did you use a Sharpie marker on your face?"
She looked at me like I was crazy. "Mom, why would I use a Sharpie marker on my face? Everybody knows you use mascara to draw on your face!"
Right. Silly me. A mascara mustache!