You really don't realize the size of your lips until you cover them with a rainbow of sprinkles and peek in the mirror. There's nothing wrong with the fact that they look a little-bit ghetto, in fact, I embrace them.
Coming up with this photograph made me wonder what it would be like to run away with the circus, something I've always been fascinated by. Sleeping in a dilapidated train car with the contortionists, midgets, and the woman with the biggest boobs ever? Eating cotton candy and mini doughnuts until your belly button pops out from the pressure? Spending the days entertaining clueless little kids and each night huddling in a circle gambling with fellow carnies while smoking a stogie? I could dig it. For a little while.
I encourage you to run to the nearest grocer, purchase a bottle full of colored sprinkle dots, lick your lips, kiss the sprinkles, and smile for the camera. :]
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