My Mom…Marilyn Monroe

My Mom…Marilyn Monroe


Spring and Summer on the farm meant that we all pulled together to gather the harvest and get hay in the barn before one of those random Texas thunder storms rolled into town.

We worked.

Eventually Mom would announce that we needed to make a run into town to get supplies. And with a shake of her head to release any loose hay, she would anoint lipstick and purse her lips together revealing a perfect rosebud that made her pearls dazzle.
And just like that, she was transformed.
Then we all hopped in the old 1947 Jeep with our movie star mom.

Marilyn Monroe had nothing on my Mom.

It made a huge impression on me, lipstick.
Pucker up and change your world.

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