What Were They Thinking?

So, I titled this post, "What Were They Thinking?" because, well, I would like to know;

WHAT. WERE. THEY. THINKING?What part of pumping up their lips do they think makes them attractive?

I just don't get it.

Pamela Anderson:

Did you ever hear of aging gracefully?

Evidently not!

Dolly Parton:

It is not necessary to pump up your lips to match your...

ummmm...you know what's.  You are truly a beautiful woman with a wonderful heart.  Please quit  trying to be "Barbie".

Lisa, Lisa, Lisa!
You look like you had a bee sting reaction on your upper lip.  Honey (no pun intended, or maybe intended) please leave the bee keeping to the professionals.

Goldie Hawn

Those look like they were imported from your behind. 

 SO NOT CUTE!

Wha?????

Megan Fox, what part of adorable is this? You look like rubber tires with lipstick.

And Marie, sweetie I love you to pieces...but I must be brutally honest. Those ain't the lips you were born with. I know you have a Las Vegas act and all, but  REALLY? Is that pump job necessary?

Dear Ms. Griffith,
 you must ask for a refund for that procedure.
It's all wrong for you.
Embrace you own beauty and let nature have a chance.

What about you, do you think the whole

'PUMP UP THE LIPS'

trend is a little out of hand?

CONFIDENCE IN A BOTTLE

No!  Not that kind of bottle...

...this kind of bottle.

Ok, so I find confidence in a hair color bottle, my secret is out.

I have been coloring my hair for at least 20 years, well except for about a year and a half about six or seven years ago when I decided since I had become a grandmother it was fine to let my hair confirm that I was indeed a grandma.

It was a painstaking task growing out my hair to reveal, what was to my dismay, MOUSEY GREY NOT SO ATTRACTIVE UGLY HAIR!  Oh no, not the beautiful white of my friend
Carolyn, or the soft billows of beautiful snow colored tresses. 
 I caved and went back to coloring after seeing a photo at Christmas and wondered 'who in the heck is that'?

Fast forward to yesterday when I went to book club looking like Pepe' Le Pew, you know that skunk look.  I know these fine ladies I attend book club with would NEVER say anything but I did notice people had a hard time looking me in the face, their eyes kept drifting upward.

So out came my good friend Miss Clairol #121A this morning for a visit.  Unfortuantely she only stays about 5 weeks at a time because my hair grows so stinking fast.

I am here to announce that
MY CONFIDENCE HAS RETURNED!

So my question today is:
What brings you confidence? 
Getting a facial?
Botox?
A good work out?
A wolf whistle?
Getting a Pedi or Mani?
Liposuction?