Vaseline.

Ew. That clear petroleum jelly known for its moisture locking-in qualities, slimy gooey-ness that makes me think of dancers and teeth.

This is Faith.

Notice the shine on her lips? That's right, it's vaseline.

And today, my lips are just as shiny, because each time Faith stays with me in a host family, she makes sure I'm all glossed up. If it makes her happy, I'll dab that slimy stuff on for her. Dear Faith, I love you.