I looked in the mirro-or to see what my hair was doing. Is is kind of Skywalker-er or is it kind of stupid...
Actually, I looked in the mirror, and I was starting to look a bit reverse skunk. Crazy thing, the moment that thought popped into my head, Sara (the coolest, bestest, most in tune with my hair needs) called me up and asked if I was coming to her house to get my hair done with my sister that had scheduled an appointment already. "I'm on my way." and yes, that is a direct quote. Ask Sara. Right, Sara, direct quote? Anyway, I blasted over there, running red lights and such so I could get in line before my sister because I had told my neighbor I would watch her kids at 2:00. (I ended up not making it back in time, but she was cool about it. She had plenty of time to find someone else, and she had only asked me about a half hour before Sara called.) I requested the Winnie, for obvious reasons...
This is one of Sara doing my sister, because the ones of her doing me, I didn't look so great in, and it is my blog so I get the final say in what makes the cut.
This is "the Winnie" in all its glory. Done up right! Dolly Parton style.
This is one of me trying to act casual, like I don't know how hot I look.
Thank you Sara. You want me to do you next? Jenny could be my reference.
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