I know where your mind went with that title. You expect me to name a person, don’t you? Well, I have news for you. My heart belongs to my husband, and my dreams to Han Solo and/or Indiana Jones, but my lips have a hero all their own.
That’s right. Lanolin.
Here’s the story. About five years ago, on a gorgeous sunny day in May, I went outside to work. For hours. I didn’t use an SPF lip balm and ended up burning my lips. They HURT. And no matter what I tried, I couldn’t get them to heal. They cracked and ached and burned, and I was in serious despair. Was I doomed to be in pain with every kiss for the rest of my life?
(Cue the tragic music here.)
In July, while waiting for a bus back to Syracuse from the RWA National conference in NYC, I mentioned my dilemma to my friend Kerrie Strong. She urged me to try lanolin, which had worked wonders for people she knew.
I ordered some from Amazon the very next day. Within days of its arrival, I was no longer in pain.
(I think I fell a little in love with Kerrie that day …)
If you want to know exactly why lanolin is such a friend to your lips, you can read all about it here. Suffice it to say, lanolin comes from the fleece of sheep, it clings to your lips like a teen to her cell phone, and a little bit will last a LONG time.
I managed to do a number (AGAIN) on my lips a week or so ago. They hurt. But a few days of regular lanolin application, and I was smiling happily once again.
Lanolin gets me and the family through chapped lips, burnt lips, and the never-ending joy that is a central New York winter. If it works through all of that, I know it will work for you.
Tuesday Tip: Lanolin can be your lips’ best friend.