Sprinkle Me Colors

Create my body with no bumps and keep me standing. Don’t leave me teeter tottering like the other deformed ones. Caress my body in a thin layer of clothing so my skin won’t peel off and stick to the metal mother. Warm me up till I am that sweet light brown color as if I was sun kissed. Fill me complete with no air bubbles waiting to explode and leave me crumbling.

Open the oven door and spot me first. Choose a lovely color to satisfy your eye’s needs. That will make you want to pick me first and get to me before anyone else does. Swirl my best beauty feature on top of my head and make it slow. So each and every line made is straight and not looped under neath one another. The eye will follow up, down, and around my coating of beauty.

Mix the colors of my beauty and shade me with your brush. Lightly lean your brush against my beauty and leave no dent on me. No scratches and no saggy spots either. Dig into my beauty coat to make the lines more noticeable for the eye. Bring attention to me so I can be advertised more than the others. Leave them with a plastic toy in the middle. Make me proud and beautiful.

You have completed my body. Yet it still seems to come that I feel naked. I feel light and empty. I look plain as the others have favorite children symbols punching a hole in their beauty. How pitiful, for I have even considered to try that type of lifestyle. No. I want to be different. Another topping will fulfill my needs and the eye’s needs. Sprinkle me not with one. But sprinkle me with colors.

--Heather Ramos