Note-a-bear

My old lipcolor could barely keep up with my busy schedule. In the time that it took me to notice the wide discrepancy between my salary and that of my male peers, I’d have to reapply. In the seconds to count the number of women in high political offices, seated on corporate boards, or featured in film & television over the age of forty, my lipcolor would become as invisible as this glass ceiling just inches above my head. L’Oreal: because I’m worth it. And because holding myself to an impossible standard of beauty keeps me from starting a riot.