I feel for the first time in about 3 years, the curse of the dyed black bob that resulted in burned roots and my walking about looking like Billy Idol is over...
For the first time in years, I woke up, ran a brush through my hair and realized it was actually kinda nice. No straighteners, no frantic product coating, just a comb and a smile...
Lifs is good!!
About Me
- There she goes...
- I have a big, fat head. Sometimes I need to dump a little virtual memory in order to avoid the organic version of a blue screen of death. This is where that magic happens...
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