As a young girl, my eyes were always drawn to my mum's cup at breakfast.
The mark left by her red lipstick always caught my eye and I found it fascinating. I should add that I didn't like red lipstick much, then. Still, I found it fascinating. Now I look at my own cup at breakfast and think:
"I'm all grown up too, there is the proof."It's no proof really, I know, but I truly am all grown up.
Au revoir! Much Love,
Katerina.
