I love Lime Crime Makeup!!!!
No need to speak or waste my time.
This colour is not for the weak or the grime.
You must be wild, eccentric, bold and legit
You must be daring, and darling you must have IT.
It was a typical city morning. Citizens grappled for their first cups of coffee, buses sighed and hissed from stop to stop, and pigeons discussed the latest street fashions. Even against this familiar murmur, Becky knew something was different. She opened her eyes, then her window, and from the height of her 8th floor apartment she saw something small zip across the busy street towards her apartment which caused incoming cars to skid and swerve out of its way. Becky ran down the stairs, skipping every other step as she built up speed, to find what seemed like a small creature at the bottom. A snow-white kitten with tiny black patches had begun to rub up against Becky, meowing out of fright. What caught her eye were his stunning mint green eyes. “You remind me of my favorite ice cream,” Becky thought to herself.
The kitten pressed his paw to her nose and purred in glee. They were mint to be.
Rave reached for her roller skates. She laced herself into the neon blue boots and tested the glittery orange wheels against her glossy yellow floor. Rave loved to make things, invent, and experiment. Her newest experiment was the one she was most excited about and her head swam with glee whenever she thought about it, as well as its possible results. She rolled to her vanity and pulled her fiery hair into a ponytail. She skated quickly down the golden streets, spinning and jumping when she felt the giddy rush of excitement as she got closer to her destination. She skidded to a stop in front of the building and with a deep breath pushed open the front door. Inside stood her latest experiment: construction-orange and shaped like a heart. She was building a rocket, and today she would attempt take-off.
Betty was classic, audacious and dark.
Her lipstick, Styletto, would make quite a mark
on the cheeks of her suitors and friends all alike.
Her love was in color; her lips – like the night.
