It all began in fifth grade

It all began in fifth grade. A friend and classmate announced that I had really chapped lips. Taking criticism to heart, I bought some lip balm the next day and kept it safely tucked in my pocket for easy access. One lip balm turned into a second, turned into sitting down in college with a friend, logging over 200 lip product purchases. Thus begins a blog to highlight the best and worst ways to pamper your pout, from someone who doesn't go anywhere without a balm, a gloss, and a tiny pot of Vaseline.