I’m 75 years old, and I’ve always loved wearing red lipstick. I’ve been doing it for years, but now my son and his wife told me I’m too old for it. Their comment made me so angry that I decided to teach them a lesson!
At 75, I wear red lipstick with pride—it’s a symbol of my lively spirit. But recently, my son Stephen and his wife Sarah criticized me, calling me a “desperate old clown” and suggesting I dress more “age-appropriately.” Hurt and angry, I decided to prove a point. At our annual block party, I showed up in…