Clara, Betty and Veronica were as different as sisters can be.
Rare was a time when all three would agree.
They fought over dresses, they fought over clocks,
they fought over grandma’s old purple-striped box!
They shook it, they tapped it, they pulled it, they rapped it,
they turned it that way and this.
At last Betty stopped it, Veronica dropped it,
and Clara bid it adieu with a kiss.
But oh, what a wonder did come from that blunder!
The box opened up at once and displayed
Three marvelous lipsticks!
The girls knew in an instant
for whom each one had been made!
Write a vignette for a chance to win a lipstick of your choice!
- Write a short poem (4-5 lines) about the sister of your choosing, her personality, and why her lipstick is perfect for her.
- Submit in comments below by August 29.
3 winners (one for each color) will be announced September 1 and their entries published on limecrimemakeup.com. International entries welcome!
GOOD LUCK!
Clara, the fair, a buzz, and a twitter
about a lipshade the color of gray
delighted that Chinchilla
was not too Vanilla
from this shade she would not stray
I could tell you more than a thing or two about Veronica
The girl is even good at playing a harmonica
There was something about her ruby red lips that brought more than just tips
She could turn a man down even with a frown
Yet her eyes had a glow able to spot any foe
She’s the sister with love advice that you must know.
On her lips she let it slid.
Giving her a crimson kiss.
Lips like fire to match her eyes and soul.
From then on it was know.
A to be a hot girl, red lipstick you must own.
Betty longs to live in a world of black and white
She thinks of it in the morning, she dreams of it at night,
She longs for the edgy and glamourous life,
So before she ever leaves her room,
She glides on Styletto with one lovely swipe.
(Though I wrote about Betty and Styletto, I would really like to win the Glamour 101! I didn’t know if I had to write about the color I wanted and Betty just inspired me!)
Doe Deere Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 3:09 pm
Lovely poem, Zoe! It doesn’t matter which sister you write about, you can chose any lipstick you want if you win. :)
Zoe Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 3:12 pm
Great! I wrote another just in case! Also, all the colors are so gorgeous it is hard NOT to be inspired to write poems about them! I didn’t know if it was only one entry per person, sorry!
Veronica, even her name sounds glam,
Every morning she rises and looks to her night stand,
For the thing she must have at all times,
Is a small pink tube filled with magic inside,
Her Glamour 101 lipstick, oh what a treat,
She’s a lucky girl to have a lipstick so sweet
She can break a boys heart without a care,
and you can see a sparkle in her eye when she tousles her hair.
Many have tried to woo her with gifts of diamonds and pearls,
but it’s only Lime Crime for this fashionable girl.
As she walks, she turns every head,
because Veronica’s lips are a showstopping crimson red.
by Heather email: Poshadornments@yahoo.com
Dark as the night, filled with black shining wonder
Her choice is styletto, for it hides her deep under
the cloak she has present between her and the world,
For she is too imaginative, too mysterious a girl
To styletto she belongs
Lulu Reply:
August 24, 2011 at 10:03 am
This vignette is my favorite :)
Ashleigh Reply:
August 24, 2011 at 10:37 pm
Thank you Lulu <3
Kira Reply:
August 27, 2011 at 5:22 pm
your vignette is fantastic! hope you win :)
Veronica, The Fiery one, her lips a shade of Maroon,
Walking along the Walk of Fame below the bright white moon.
She had a yearning for this city, a love for glamorous style,
That’s why she had the beautiful Lipstick that she wore with a smile.
The life of every party, the apple of each soldiers’ eye,
Clara, enchanting, sultry, wild at heart,
lips kissed with a gray as snow under the gleaming winter’s moon,
laced with romantic notes of lavender rose,
accentuating the petal soft fur coat gracing her shoulders.
Clara shines on silver screens,at the midnight shows,
turning heads and stealing hearts, everywhere she goes.
her past is a mystery, her future is well, unknown,
don’t miss a beat and lose her sight, tomorrow she’ll be gone.
(I hope I don’t have embarrassing grammar issues. English is not my first language!)
When she walked all you could see were her hips
She had hair like a lunar eclispe
She was all about Glamour
Made all the boys stammer
Dreaming of Clara’s Rose Red Lips
jela Reply:
August 23, 2011 at 9:32 am
When she walked all you could see were her hips
She had hair like a lunar eclispe
She was all about Glamour
Made all the boys stammer
Dreaming of Ronni’s Rose Red Lips
**Edited for the correct sister
Flashing lights, screaming crowds these were the things Veronica dreamed about.
Long gold hair, red stained lips, men could never deny the sway of those hips.
All the rucus she would make, Veronica saw the world for her to take .
Regardless of all the poor hearts she’ll have to break.
She’ll never stop until she’s there, beware I tell you of that devilish stare.
Megan Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 6:17 pm
I like this one. :)
Amber Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 9:49 pm
Agreed!
Jessie Reply:
August 30, 2011 at 9:31 pm
I love this one!
arial viola Reply:
August 30, 2011 at 9:48 pm
Thank you guys so =)
In a Jazz pumping speakeasy you’ll likely find Clara,
The quaintest epitome of the silent film era.
Batting big kohl-rimmed eyes and looks that disobey,
Her bee stung lips the perfect film grain of grey.
A New Woman in the shade of Chinchilla.
Lizzie Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 5:29 pm
I like this one best *^_^*
Nikita Nacht Reply:
August 26, 2011 at 7:56 pm
Thank you so much!!
Veronica walked down the streets Chicago with a little bounce in her step
The red lips,Glamour 101, could teach others of her Passion and the Passion of Jazz
Her heart was singing with the rhythm from the jazz clubs surrounding the street
“You Give Me Fever,” she sang like the most beautiful song bird
as men turned thier heads Stairing at her bold but Sensual lip, but she just smiled and waved… Cause nothin’ is gonna stop her stride
The one with lips like cherry wine Veronica was named
Miss Vixen and seductive too, the beast was never tamed
To be one tempting femme like her the word was widely spread
red lipstick on a fervent mouth will make you go ahead!
Anna Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 4:04 pm
well I’d might replace fervent with luscious in case it doesn’t make sense, English is not my first language. n_n
Karissa Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 5:48 pm
Oh my gosh, I couldn’t even tell that you’re not a native English speaker! And this one is one of my faves!
Anna Reply:
August 23, 2011 at 9:14 am
aww thank you :))
Bombshell Blonde,
the boys-how they longed
for one last kiss,
from Veronica’s berry red
lips.
Veronica Lake
likes her lipstick opaque,
a deep, dark ruby red.
She’s fallen in love
with the rouge from above,
it is Glamour 101
Mon cheri; the odd and Clara
At midnight, mouse grey sugarplum.
For the lavender hue’d ,
Undertone lips of you’d-
Never guise standard or glum.
Clara knew better, her lips were plain grey
chinchilla skin, absolute chic
Her sisters discussed which color to taste
but Clara knew better; she knew what to pick.
Snow white skin but golden curls, she leaves you in a blunder
Her blood red lips lead you to your fate like the siren make men wander.
Her piercing eyes and sultry gaze leave you asking your own name,
Oh, glamorous Veronica the Vixen is to blame.
;)
“Red 1″
When Betty sleeps, she dreams in red
Her heart beats faster in the bed
When daylight comes
To break the fun
She reaches for Glamour 101
Doe Deere Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 4:58 pm
Don’t you mean Veronica? ;) Great limerick though!
Nathalie P. Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 9:21 pm
Yes, I was thinking Archie comics at first–Betty is the blonde and Veronica is the brunette. Then after I posted, I realized that the blonde takes after Veronica Lake. Oops, lol. Thanks!
Nathalie P. Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 9:27 pm
new slightly edited version:
When Veronica sleeps, she dreams in red
Her heart beats faster in the bed
When daylight comes
To break the fun
She reaches for Glamour 101
Veronica is a girl like no other, it is unique, and glamorous, has two sisters that can not be compared, each one different. The three divided up his clothes, lipstick but each has its own. Glamour 101 is the perfect lipstick, Glamour 101 and Veronica are like soulmates.
Betty the beautiful, bejeweled in bold and in black.
A rebel refined, she refused to reform.
A siren, seductive and sultry.
Her stamp, her signature, a kiss in Styletto.
Lips as black as the night that she owned.
Clara was a lovely a girl, a girl who liked a fella
She wasn’t one to sit and wait for his mind to be made
So then one night, out-and-about, she put on the chinchilla
And that fella, bright and stellar, on the knees sought out her hand
Little did he know, that Clara dear moved on
Only half a karat to his name, the girl was up and gone
Clara, a demon in disguise,
Or so they say,
Her lips were quite grey
from the ash of the men’s hearts
she’d smoldered with her eyes
Betty was not no ordinary girl
So had lips of a sweet poison that make even snakes slither in fear,
Watch out her very kiss can be deadly
Sucking in everything including her tears,
All she wanted was a love to kiss, but no one could handle her styletto.
Betty looked down from her handsome dark manor,
Ebony nails impatiently tapping.
When outside her window there came a great clamor,
Constance, her raven, incessantly rapping.
She peered at the message grasped in her talon,
Her chilly stare masking her pure delight.
Reclined in her chaise, her dark mink fur cowl on,
Her kiss as noir as the night.
Karissa Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 5:50 pm
“Her kiss as noir as the night.” LOVE that line! ♥
Katy Fuller Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 6:13 pm
Thanks! :)
Clara is a Phantom Lady who’d rather live in film noir.
She likes to cruise the City Streets with her chinchilla in her car.
She is the most eccentric sister – there is no Shadow of a Doubt.
You can see the colour of her chinchilla’s fur on her Notorious pout!
(Note, since I’m not sure it’ll be picked up by everyone: each line uses the title of a classic flim noir movie!)
Veronica the vixen,
vivacious and va-va-voom.
Lips red like a rose in full bloom,
brought all the poor boys to their doom.
Hi! I thought I’d try. My poem is for Clara.
Her pencil thin brows did not stand out
From her sisters the dark and the blonde
So Clara drew on lips paler than dawn
And stole the room with her lilac pout
Clara’s glamour? Beyond compare!
From sequined gown, to auburn hair.
Now something soft upon her pout.
Tonight, this town had better watch out!
Betty snatched the tube she wanted, in her eager air,
To realize the pigment was as jet black as her hair.
She stroked it on her lips, and thought “What a capture!”, she screamed, “Oh, rapture!
Who knew how edgy a lipstick could be?
It’s dark, bold, and unique- quite similar to me.”
Ruby red was her lips as she batted her eyes,
Those around her taken in by her lies,
Her secret she knows no one spies,
The sassy siren with her eyes on the prize,
With wit about her she plans his demise.
Lips beautifully stained like blood red wine.
A fragile kiss would leave any gentlemen blind
With skin as pale as snow and a radiance that never missed a glow
This shade was created for her, the ones whose lips thirst for more.
There once was a beauty named Betty,
who wanted a black that was jetty.
She logged onto Limecrime and found Stiletto divine,
and now every day she feels pretty!
Betty was classic, audacious and dark.
Her lipstick, Styletto would make quite a mark,
on the cheeks of her suitors and friends all alike,
her love was in color, but her lips – like the night.
Jules Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 9:39 pm
Wow!
Amber Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 10:22 pm
Ooooh….love it!
Veronica Reply:
August 24, 2011 at 6:34 am
I’d say this is the very best!
Maia O. Albers Reply:
August 24, 2011 at 12:54 pm
Thank you, Ladies!
Looking into the plush velvet box, Veronica knew
She’d make all the females envious, and lustful too
With this Blood-sherry-wine, the color was absolutely sumptuous
slicking it across her lips, a sultry queen was soon born
The woman with the fierce raspberry lips, scrumptious, like a rose with a thorn
“Look at that girl, that color, so shocking!”
Cried the women in Nordstrom’s, looking at stockings
She walked right past, she swayed her hips
and smiled her smile, her deep blood red lips
ignored their comments, but turned back just the same
“I’d rather have glamour than have the mundane!”
Veronica flipped her blonde hair and ignored the matter
she’d rather they gossip than ignore her glamour.
Joy Reply:
August 23, 2011 at 9:16 pm
I love this ^_^
Chinchilla’s allure, so muted yet startling!
Clara’s eyes rimmed with tears, like diamonds sparkling.
Regally rioting, a wild sedation, her film noir heart strings ignited elation.
A silver screen smile spread wide ‘cross her face,
She’d discovered a color, so completely her taste.
Clara was a star
Of almost every film noir
Then one day the director hollered:
“Get that red lipstick off her co-star’s collar!”
Soon news of her playful ways
Set Hollywood tabloids ablaze
Because for all her chinchilla, and all her poise
She had an addiction to kissing the boys
Clara vowed to set it right
Not in her actions, but to make a disguise
Grey lipstick will never cause a scene
Because it’s invisible on a black and white screen
*
…With a dark sparkle in her eye, and twisted smile on her lips
Clara raised her glass high, and placed her hand on her hip
The hunter in the corner of the room stared down his prey
But this fair dear chinchilla would never glance his way
For only the night was her lover, her killer, and sweetest bouquet
*
How to write a poem in a language that does not speak, nor write?
But I do (or try) anything to win these gorgeous lipstick. RS!
I pray to the Google translator to help me this time …
“Veronica … And their treasures blond, wavy and winged … Framed ..
Your lips tell me in silence all their secrets, do not want to tell.
Fire, lust and desire … If you hide in your kiss
Glamour indisputable, a tender gaze of royalty, beauty invincible.”
Betty, the bold, but yet, so the quiet,
Tried to stay in the shadows, but felt she should hide it.
She put on her Styletto and stepped into the light,
but realized, at heart, she belonged to the night.
Accepting herself, Betty finally felt right.
Ruboric unicorns scented the air –
And she knew of all the hearts that she would tare.
Veronica transformed to a vixen,
And the vixen belonged to a mime.
The mime lived within her,
Within her, a crime.
The silence of forever glamorous
Stayed with her personified, until the end of time.
Criminally beautiful quasi the allegory in her, sublime.
Join me in my sultry dance.
Like a vixen i shall prance.
Join me in my sultry sway.
Glamorous all night and day.
not submitting an entry, but I like the new look of the site!
Betty is a think; Veronic, a winker. ;)
But if ever there is a girl to be right in between,
I’ll have you know that Clara is the Queen.
She paints the town, leaving a path of eccentricity and intrigue.
Her taste in beauty is tough to achieve; luckily, Lime Crime is right in her league.
Her favorite lipstick, Chinchilla, is her routine start to a perfect day.
It’s hard to imagine her world any other way.
i hope you like it! : )
p.s. i have a chinchilla! his names fransisco.. lol. so i think that’s a pretty crafty shade XD
Gabby Shatto Reply:
August 22, 2011 at 8:56 pm
ooh, woops! *betty is a thinker
my biz : )
I do love the dark.
Carries my secrets quite well.
Yet as a kiss, it shows my mark.
And in my world, you now dwell.
No need to speak. Or waste my time.
This colour is not for the weak or the grime.
You must be wild, eccentric, bold and legit.
You must be daring, and darling you must have IT.
Betty, the epitome of style
White blonde, bright red, beauty spot
She will stand out at a mile
both white and red hot
Shelby Reply:
August 23, 2011 at 11:11 pm
veronica would pray
to start the new day
and get ready to look like a princess,
her lipstick had gone
with no time to mourn’
she bought limecrimes airbourn unicorn.