I can't believe we're here again.
I'm not sure what's more discouraging - that my forehead needs help again, or that I'm blogging about it again. But, ugh... here we go. I need bang help. Last February, I first asked for your help here.
This was the resolution.
But you know what I did?
A) I didn't get drastic enough bangs cut.
B) I let those jokers grow out.
C) I emptied the world of almost all bobby pins known to man for about six months.
I'm right back where I started, overuse-of-bobby-pin-syndrome.
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bobby pin. So, listen. I get it. This is about the least important thing in America. In the grand scheme of things, it doesn't matter in the slightest. But I still need your help. And I promise I'll hit you up with lots of good deep & intellectual and highly spiritual thoughts for the rest of the week to make up for this frivolity. Hmmm... maybe. Would you please vote for which bang I should go with it. It's gotta be good and dramatic so I'll stick with it.
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Fore more hair talk, have you read Hairdresser on Fire?
It is the cutest place on the whole internet, except for maybe Reagan's main blog. Both I highly recommend since you're already have a whimsical, frivolous, fun Monday morning.
For the sake of American's bobby pin
endangerment situation, I beg of you. Vote.
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