Quote by Selma Blair

I used to wear a lot of red lipstick, and when I got a pimple, I'd cover it up with eyeliner to turn it into a beauty mark.

I used to wear a lot of red lipstick, and when I got a pimpl

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This quote suggests that the speaker, who used to wear red lipstick frequently, had a playful approach to imperfections. When a pimple appeared, they would use eyeliner to camouflage it into a beauty mark, a small mole usually associated with attractiveness. This lighthearted practice highlights the speaker's ability to embrace and transform flaws into unique attributes, showcasing a creative and confident outlook on personal appearance.

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