Red is for Life; Ode to Red Lipstick

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Red Lipstick You never forget a first time. It was in 1989, in a Cardiff sweatbox, dancing to Soul II Soul in cut-off Levi’s and a Lycra bodysuit. In my velvet bumbag was a pillar-box-red Miss Selfridge lipstick, and wearing it I felt completely myself. At 14, I’d fallen hard, and there would be no going back.