It was, overall, a very fabulous Christmas for me as far as gifts (and Christmas lights). And gifts are what the season is truly about so, overall, we can all say this holiday was a grand (and in my case: girly) success.
The O’Conner bio chosen over the Carver bio… sign of the south.
Remnants of a Stella box ravaged by TSA guards.
Yeah – you know you wanted some of those advanced Heated Clip HOT rollers. Well they have been on my Amazon wishlist for 13 months --until now. Thank you brother D.
BE WARNED: I tried them out this morning and left the house fifteen minutes late for work with a head of curls that rivaled my “Olgilvie Incident” of 1987. My hair, which is fine in texture but plentiful and powerful in presentation, takes a curl like a duck takes to water. Like white socks take to red in a sea of laundry. Like a vending machine takes change. Like a chubby lady takes a Snickers when no one is looking. Like a rad blog post like this takes [the] cake.
So, I need more time to work with this new curl technology. In the meantime, I am recovering from my first and last “bad hair day” of the 2000’s.
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