lippies

lippies

1. plural of lippie
2. plural of lippy

From lip +‎ -ie +‎ -s.

lippies pl (plural only)

1. (colloquial) Lips.
   • 1773 April 11, Celinda, “Solution of the query propoſed by Mankind,—attempted by a Lady”, in The Perth Magazine of Knowledge and Pleasure, page 80:

     However, to ſerve you as much at^[sic] I can / (For nothing’s more dear to my life than a man) / Tho’ all my acquantances call me coquette, / And ſwear ſuch extravagant freedoms they hate, / And hanging their lippies, put on their grimace, / And call me immodeſt for ſhewing my face; […]

   • 1873, James Ogg, “Little Willie”, in Willie Waly; and Other Poems, Aberdeen: […] the Free Press Office, page 182:

     Those sweet little lippies, like rosebuds at e’en, / Encircle a pipe-stem, impure and unclean?

   • 1967, William Goldman, The Thing of It Is..., New York, N.Y.: Harcourt, Brace & World, Inc., page 73:

     “Make me immortal with a smack on the lippies,” Amos whispered, bending slightly forward, making an enormous kissing sound.

   • 2008, Kevin Pecore, My Iron Lung, KMDS Publishing Co., →ISBN, page 54:

     She grabbed my ciggy from out between my lippies and lit hers with my heater, handing me the manhandled ciggy back, bent and smoldering.

   • 2010, Matt Allman, To Bind Fast, Xlibris, →ISBN:

     I’ve been watching some “Honeys” sizing you up! / Yeah, right! / I’m not kidding you—right over there, sitting at the bar. Two of them! / Wow, you say two of them? Heaven awaits Marko at the bar! / So are you sure, Marko? A big one on the lippies? / Yepper! It’ll just signal to them that I’m a player!

   • 2019, Tommy Rhys Andrews, “Gypsies”, in Crossroads: Tommy’s Book of Poetry III, Xlibris, →ISBN:

     All bacteria infested, / They have cold sores on their lippies, / That’s the story / Of these roaming gypsies.

   • 2019, Ashley DD Hajny, From Golden Eagle to White Eagle: A Special Invitation to Become Like Christ, Xlibris, →ISBN:

     His beautiful cheeks are like a bed of spices or balsam, such a rich, beautiful smell of the chief spices, and like banks of sweet herbs yielding the fragrances of princely freshliness. His gorgeous lippies are like blood red anemones, a beautiful little flower like a daughter, or even lilies distilling liquid sweet-scented myrrh, the chief of the chiefs!

   • 2020, Matthew McConaughey, Greenlights, New York, N.Y.: Crown, →ISBN, page 75:

     Then Marjorie, who’d been sipping her wine all day, giddily said to me and everyone in the room, “Matthew, Meredith’s about to leave, why don’t you give her a kiss goodbye . . . on the lippies!”