Dealing with a difficult pregnancy, my hair stylist has cut back on her hours, and I suddenly found myself with three months worth of grey-infested, grown out roots. Given that Ann won't be up to banging out some hair for me until the fall, I decided to try someone knew today rather than get mistaken for Emmilou Harris and Cousin Itt's love child. What I didn't expect was that I would walk in a soccer mom with somewhat stringy, frizzed out off-color hair and walk out a Real Housewife. As in Orange County.
Realize that my hair had fallen quite a bit by the time I got home and Sean and I preened in front of the webcam. But you can still see that my hair is quite flippity....and multicolored....
I should also probably note that those last two are mostly to show off my cute-as-heck kid. I know...you're jealous....
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Okay, what I see is not what you were describing to me on the phone. I was expecting something much more...Orange County. Your hair looks fine!
Hey, thanks for the snotty comment. Good thing I love ya, lil' sis! What the photos do not capture is my zebra-striped hair color - but I won't complain about the "lighting" of the webcam, you've already made fun of me for that. Miss you!
I wasn't being snotty. I was paying you a compliment :)
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