Blonde Ambition
I woke up one morning last week wishing I was anyone but me, so I bleached my hair the color it was when I was ten and spent five hours every day in the pool. I walked into the motel office Thursday night and Mom said, "You're back!" And she wasn't talking about me being in LaBarge. And I feel more like myself than I have in a long, long time.
posted by A at
4:31 PM
4 Comments:
Nice Shades...
Why, thankyew! They're Tar-jay.
For rather the same reasons, I briefly considered going blond after I saw Kevin Spacey bleached out in Hurlyburly, but I never quite convinced myself that I could pull it off. I can see that it's a great look for you, though.
I trust you'll keep us apprised about whether you're having more fun or gentlemen seem to prefer you more.
Two days ago I'd have said, "You live in L.A.- you can pull off any look you want." But, alas, the mean streets of Lenexa are probably no place for the bleachboy look. Of course, if you went for it anyway and hated it, you could probably have it mowed quick and get away with that look, whereas I'm stuck this way until July at least. I happen to like your hair the way it is (from what I can tell), and with the earring, bleached might be just a bit too N'Sync.
I am having more fun- it's shocking the shit out of people. As for gentlemen... I don't get much exposure to those, but my hair is usually the last thing they look at.
My word verification word: frign. Nice.
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