Part 18: On Relationships: Makeup Meltdown: And Then He Touched Me
I love Charles. He is an ebony Adonis with the body of a dancer. He’s thin where a man should be thin and built where a man should be built. He’s so damn sexy, it’s scary. Charles is an old soul, like I am. He doesn’t let on to what he has seen in his native Jamaica but I can read his eyes and he knows mine very well. We are on very intimate terms. Charles touches my face regularly. He is a head makeup artist for Bobbi Brown cosmetics. When Charles greets me I light up. He embraces me … Continue reading →