Hope in a Jar by Kathy Peiss
I have a much different relationship with cosmetics than most women do. As an ace girl, I’ve never used cosmetics to make myself more conventionally attractive. Despite owning far too much nail polish, I haven’t a single red or pink. Cosmetics, for me, is just pretty paints–take ‘em or leave ‘em. Beauty culture, then, has always escaped me, especially the concept of “putting on your face”. (I am told putting on red lipstick is called “putting on your lady face” in Texas, and that’s just neat.) That’s where Hope in a Jar comes in. In fact, I stumbled across the recommendation for it during a discussion of that very subject.