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Mother's Birthday Present, Part II
By Bobbi Gold
Author's Note:
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Some readers suggested that I take my true story and continue it, but
more with my imagination. I decided to try that here. So my story
continues, but this time from my mother's point of view. Of course, this
is what I wanted to have happened!
I was so thrilled with Bobby's birthday gift. I mean, first of all, I
just loved what he got me. It was exactly what I would have chosen for
myself, if I had been willing to spend the money. Second, he spent a lot
of his own hard-earned money, which was really unnecessary. I really did
not except anything from him, except maybe a card. Third, he had to take
the initiative to go down to the department store and figure out just
what get. And I'm sure it was a little embarrassing for a teenaged boy
just to be in the cosmetics department, let alone having the sales lady
apply lipstick to the back of his hand! Boys that age can be so self-
conscious! And lastly, well, let's face it, I was flattered that he
bought me something so personal, and well, I guess a little risky. Most
boys would not get that for their mothers.
There was a tiny voice in my head that was just a little bit nervous,
saying "Should you be concerned that your seventeen year old son bought
you lipstick?" But I just put those thoughts out of my head. I had a
beautiful son, and great friends who were taking me out to lunch, and I
was determined to enjoy my birthday!
The girls took me to my favorite spot, a charming French bistro one town
over. We had agreed, no more gifts for each other, but the birthday girl
would be treated to lunch by the others. I had a cold lobster salad
(yum!) and a chilled glass of Chardonnay. It's so decadent to drink wine
in the middle of the day! We were all chit chatting away, having a grand
old time, when I took a sip of my wine, and noticed the lipstick mark on
my glass. "Oh, Goodie," I thought to myself. "Time to re-apply (and
show off my birthday present!")
I picked up my Chanel purse, which was hanging by its strap off the back
of my chair, opened it up, and went in search of my new lipstick. I was
hoping that someone would say something, so it would give me the
opportunity to brag a little without it looking like that was what I was
doing. Even though these were my good friends, I did not want to show
off. Sure enough, when I took out my lipstick, Amy Goldblatt said, "Ohh,
Linda, I see we are using Chanel lipstick now?! How very chic-chic!!"
Lol, it was a perfect opening. I smiled and said, "Oh, this? Actually,
it was a gift from Bobby! He went down to Saks and bought it all by
himself. And he got me a lip liner and lip gloss to go with it! Isn't
that the sweetest thing? When I asked him how he knew what shade to get,
he told me that he told the sales girl that we had the same skin tone,
and she put all the shades on the back of his hand, just like we ladies
do! I think it took a lot of guts for him to do that! By the way, I
think he was a little nervous giving it to me. Actually he asked me not
to tell you girls. I think he was afraid you might think that was a bit
of a sissy thing to do. Of course I told him that was ridiculous, that
it was the sweetest gift EVER."
I realized I had been chattering on, and no one else was saying anything.
Finally, my friend Melissa Aronson said to the table, "So, how many of
you have gotten a gift like that from your sons?"
Silence.
Melissa continued, "No one?"
More silence. Melissa said, "Linda, Honey, maybe your son is trying to
tell you something about himself."
I was non-plussed. Should I have been insulted? Whatever did she mean?
These were my good friends, and it was my birthday celebration no less.
Was she trying to upset me?
The girls could see I was a little upset, and Cindy Bonino said, "Linda,
I'm sure it means nothing, it was just a sweet, thoughtful gift. But,
you have to admit, it IS a little unusual. It IS possible that that
Bobby was trying to tell you something."
I said, "Tell me what? He is seventeen years old. He is a totally
normal red-blooded American teenaged male. I know for a fact that he
likes girls."
Everyone kind of started staring at their plates and squirming in their
seats. Melissa said, "Linda, look, no one is saying he is gay. But it
is possible he has a more feminine side that he has been afraid to
express."
Cathy Rosensweig was a little more blunt. Her son is a football player.
She is always bragging about him. Personally I think she looks like a
bit of a football player herself. She said, "All I'm saying is, in a
million years, my Mitchel would NEVER get a gift like that for me." I
thought to myself, "That's because he'd be too stupid to."
I was starting to get upset, when Cindy, who was probably my best friend
in the group, tried to lighten the mood a little. She giggled and said,
"Well, he does have great taste! That color looks gorgeous on you! And
what boy knows to get Chanel? He is certainly his mother's son! Put on
the lip liner and lip gloss for us! We want to see the whole treatment! "
That was my good friend, making me feel better. The other girls joined
in. No one wanted to put a damper on the celebratory mood. I couldn't
say no at that point, without being a party pooper, so I did the works.
I carefully applied my lip liner, and then the lip gloss. I have to say,
my lips looked fabulous! Now the girls, who were a little tipsy from the
wine, were whooping and hollering a little, telling me how sexy my lips
looked. Melissa said, "Honey, I am borrowing your son and taking him
with me next time I need makeup. He has exquisite taste!"
Someone raised their wine glass and said, "To Bobby!" At this point
everyone was getting a little silly, and someone giggled and said, "Is
that Bobby with a 'y' or an 'I'?"
I did not think that was very funny, but everyone else was cracking up.
The rest of the lunch was fun, but I will admit that I was a little
distracted. I started playing things over in my mind. Yes, I had to
admit that there had been times over the years when it looked like my
things, especially my pantyhose and stockings, did not look exactly how I
remembered leaving them. And yes, maybe a few times my makeup drawer
looked a little out of place. Yes, there were one or two times that I
could not seem to locate a favorite pair of panties. But I dismissed all
of that as me just being absent-minded or careless. Now, I was not so
sure. Was it possible that Bobby had been going through my things? Or
were the girls just making me paranoid?
Bobby seemed so normal. Hmm, how should I find out if it the gift was
just an innocent, if somewhat girlish present, or there was something
more there? Maybe I can wait til he gets home and then show him how the
lipstick, liner and gloss all go together. I can even add a lighter,
frosted pink in the middle of my lower lip to give it a little pout. I
always loved mixing and matching my lipsticks. I can see how he reacts.
Will he be interested? Embarrassed? I was little nervous about finding
out the truth, but now I felt like I had no choice.
On my way home, I stopped by the drug store to pick up a few things. At
the register I saw a little container full of Burt's Bees Lip Shimmers.
They are really cute little things. They almost look like a slim
Chapstick. And I guess they work a little like a Chapstick, except they
have a little shimmery color. It's subtle and perfect for a younger
teenaged girl. I smiled, and then involuntarily thought of Bobbi.
OMG, what was happening? Was I really thinking about buying my SON a
tinted lip balm? Based on what? Because he bought me a lipstick for my
birthday? That was silly! And yet, now I couldn't help thinking about
it. Maybe Bobby was looking for me to reach out to him all these years,
and I had ignored the signs. Oh, my, I would feel terrible if the poor
boy had wanted to tell me something and he thought he couldn't. I
resolved that I would give him the opportunity, even if I had to push
things a little, and even if it turned out that the girls were totally
wrong. What was the worst that could happen? That Bobbi would think his
mom was a little weird for wanting him to try something girlish? I could
live with that.
I picked up the Burt's Bees and added it to my items at the register. I
had no idea what I was going to do with it.
Bobby got home from school. I had dressed up for my luncheon, and was
wearing a somewhat short, navy, pleated skirt and a white silk blouse
with ruffles up the front and on the sleeves. I was wearing some gold
jewelry and I was wearing my favorite, navy Ferragamo pumps. For a mom
with a 17 year old son, I thought I looked pretty good, if I did say so
myself! And yes, I was still tipsy from the wine at lunch.
Like all teenaged boys, Bobby headed straight for the refrigerator. He
sat down with a snack and said, "How was your birthday lunch?"
I said, "Oh, it was fun! I love it when the girls get together,
especially when I am the birthday girl!" I paused for a moment and then
said, "I know you told me not to tell them about my present, but when I
took out my Chanel lipstick, the cat was out of the bag! Everyone knows
I would not buy Chanel on my own!"
Bobby blushed a little and said, "Did anyone think it was weird?"
I responded, maybe a little too forcefully, "No! Of course not! Everyone
thought it was the sweetest thing, which it was!" At that, he looked a
little relieved. I said, "You know, since you spent all this time and
money, the least I can do it show you the full effect. Come with me!"
And I took him by the hand and pulled him up to my bedroom, where I sat
down at my vanity. I know I was being a little flirtatious, but it was
all innocent. Anyway, I was dying to see how he would react. I said,
"Since you did such a great job, you may already know this. But this is
how a lady applies lipstick." And looking in my makeup mirror, I slowly,
carefully applied the lipstick. I blotted with a tissue then reapplied.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Bobby. I had his undivided
attention, that was for sure, but he looked like he was going to have a
coronary! I moved on to the lip liner, explaining as I went. I then
took out my pale pink frosted Estee Lauder lipstick, and said, "I love to
mix and match my lipsticks. In this case, if I put my pink lipstick just
on the middle of my lower lip, it gives a nice pouty look."
I applied it, turned to him and said, "See?"
He kind of croaked out an answer and said, "Yes, it looks great. But now
I feel bad. I should have bought that for you too!"
I looked at him and said, "That is silly! What boy would know that a
woman could possibly wear four lipsticks at once? Anyway, you did an
amazing job! Now for the finishing touch - my lip gloss!" I applied the
lip gloss. I know my lips looked sexy. Whose wouldn't with all that
help?
I really didn't mean to be flirting with him, but I couldn't help just a
little tease. I said, "Well, what do you think? Does your old mom still
look ok?"
He said, "Oh Mom, you really look beautiful."
I reminded myself that the purpose of this little episode was to try to
find out whether he had a, umm, greater than normal interest in things
like lipstick. I said, "Oh, thank you Honey. And thank you again for my
present. Was it fun to go and buy it? Did you feel a little naughty,
being a boy buying lipstick for his mommie?" Now he got embarrassed, and
quiet. I said, "I'm sorry Sweetie, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I
just couldn't help wondering if, well, there was a part of you that would
have wanted to buy it for yourself. It's just one of those really fun
things about being a girl."
I think I had gone too far. He got defensive and said, "Of course I
would not have wanted to buy it for myself! I just wanted to get you
something nice. I guess I shouldn't have done that!"
I grabbed him as he was getting up to walk out, and hugged him. I
quietly said, "Don't be that way sweetie. I didn't mean anything.
Please don't get upset with me and spoil my perfect day."
He hugged me back and said, "I'm sorry mom. I just don't want you to
think there is anything wrong with me."
I said, "Of course I don't! And I didn't mean anything by the question.
Now, what do you say we go and grab a bite to eat?"
As we walked out the door to the car, I thought of the Burt's Bees Lip
Shimmers sitting in my purse. I couldn't help thinking how nice he would
look with a hint of color on those pretty lips of his. Although there was
nothing Bobby specifically said that would make me think this was what he
wanted, there was now no question in my mind that I was going to give it
to him.
The only question was when.
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