Today I woke up feeling pretty and like loosing at least three pounds... it was either crashing low-carb or getting a haircut... scissors it is.
Went shopping for a new hair dresser after desperately falling in love with my old one- a charming, British guy that was actually gay, my luck... anyways I found this Argentinian lady called Raquel who was as desperate to do something other than blow drying as I was to do something, anything radical.
I said inverted bob... she said the eighties are bound to come back one asymmetrical do at a time, and I said, why not... inverted bobs are so me falling in love with gay guy and I need to keep my hair life going.
She chopped away until I looked straight out of 1985... I was thrilled, so the next logical step is doing something with the color of it all. I was thinking bleached, but that would be a little shocking for us all, so, maybe highlights will do. In the meantime the quote is...
"I feel dizzy, I feel sunny, I feel fizzy and funny and fine, And so pretty, Miss America can just resign!" - from the phoniest puertorricans to ever grace the screen, those in West Side Story
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