I've had an appointment for a haircut for weeks, but this morning I woke up with a compelling desire to rid myself of most of my hair. I sat in Rachel's chair and said "let's do something chic." And here I am--feeling Frencher by the minute. I think I need some statement earrings and some red lipstick to finish the look. On cold days, I can rock my black beret. Wow! It's been a long time since I've seen my neck!
Bag is packed. Ready to go. Next stop D-U-R-A-S!
Molto chic!! Sigh. . .you'll never come home. . .you'll live where your heart is, as well you should! COINCIDENTALLY. . . My hair is moving toward an asymmetrical look. Joe suggested it last time, and it will take a cut or two to move it all in the right direction. Right now I'm learning to live with bangs that touch my eyelashes. Hey, we're the coolest, Telma!!
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