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The track is an R&B song with humorous lyrics about stereotypical "gold-digging" girls, and in general women who rely on their looks to get by. The term "fuck-me pumps" or "FMPs" is a slang expression for sexy women's shoes, particularly those featuring bare heels. Chris Willman from Entertainment picked "Fuck Me Pumps" as the best song from Frank.[2] The music video for "Pumps" shows Winehouse walking the streets with a microphone wearing pumps (high-heeled shoes).
Jamie Lee Curtis, arguably queen of the \u201Clook your age and fuck it\u201D brigade, lost it on Instagram: \u201CIn the middle of fashion week with so many pressures and postures, and and and, this woman showed up and claimed her seat at the table with nothing on her face. I am so impressed and floored by this act of courage and rebellion,\u201D she wrote. (You can imagine her typing that in a frenzy, like that manic typing cat gif, and that\u2019s just one of the reasons I love her.)
The thing is, until I was in my early 50s, it simply wouldn\u2019t have occurred to me to leave the house without makeup, especially not in a professional capacity. OK so I had a job where stupidly high heels and a blow dry seemed to be part of the deal. (I know.) But it wasn\u2019t just that. Much as I\u2019d like to blame my endless procession of double-standard-wielding misogynist bosses, I have to admit I\u2019d been obsessed with makeup, particularly eye makeup, since I was old enough to wear it, and before. From the minute mascara and eyeliner entered my life (and my pencil case), I couldn\u2019t imagine life without it. Spidery lashes and kohl layered thickly and inexpertly around my non-existent eyes (I\u2019m ginger, fair lashes, fair brows, pale blue eyes) became my go-to and when Bob Finbow said (well, yelled) that I looked like I panda in year nine (that\u2019s 8th grade, US subscribers) I took it as a compliment, even though it most certainly wasn\u2019t meant as one, and clung to it.
But all that changed with - yep - menopause. My hair faded, my skin faded, as if that were possible, everything everso slightly drooped (I like to think imperceptibly, but who am I kidding?) and, suddenly my failsafe smoky eye had started to look a bit Baby Jane. At the same time, my professional life imploded and I began working from home. It\u2019s a chaos of factors that add up to, I guess, a total inability to give a fuck what the guy in the coffee shop thinks about whether or not I\u2019m wearing foundation.
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