I think the title says it all for me on this one.
I was walking down Chapel street when I double took on this feather stoll. Stole? Stoll? Anyways, it stopped me dead in my tracks. After the dog Lolo devoured my shoulderpad efforts, I haven't had the heart to go back and start again from scratch. This was a real kick in the butt with regards to that.
I got my hair dyed today, I was really excited about it and shut my eyes when she was blow drying it. Then, when I opened my eyes, the first thing that came out of my mouth was "Oh, I expected it to be brighter" Well, brighter or darker or something MORE for ninety dollars. It just didn't feel like she had done much. Her face just fell, though, which made me feel totally crapola. She put two hours of love into it and I kinda smashed it down. I didn't mean to - sending love out to you, Fiona.
Aside from that, it is actually a pretty damn awesome colour and has already started to get compliments so, you know, I can't complain there. She is very good at what she does, she just doesn't know me well yet.
WOAH it's ...not 12.30...that's new zealand time.
p.s. I'm sorry about the repeats. If I learn how to html I will better be able to control the difficult whims of blogspot. Oh the whims!
p.p.s NIPS
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