Last night I went to bed with a new haircut, that had been fussed over and waxed up by a highly qualified stylist......This morning I woke up with a cross between a mullet and a rat's nest. You know, instead of a party in the back, it's a party all over...or--wait-- that's still flattering myself a little. It's more like the hangover than the party. Do I really have to style this every day? And where the heck did my network go? I see how it's gonna be!
5 comments:
LOL!! Your so funny.
Bed head is sex-ay, mama.
Straightening irons are our friends.
That is hilarious! Thanks for sharing the honest side of being beautiful! ;-) You crack me up!
Stacey: Too bad my hair is already straight as a stick and as thin as spider webs! Whaen I try to straighten it, I wind up looking like a wet dog! Maybe I'll make the wet dog look trendy? Heh heh heh!
Anita: (in a Jewish mama voice: "Oh Stop it!" ;o) Thanks for the compliment, but BEAUTIFUL?! Hmmm...I need you around more often!
I wish my hair would do even that...but this head of mop likes to fro...and not in a good way....that's why I ain't lettin' nobody cut it off...OR dye it after my pink do!
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