My life is like one bad hair day to the next. Now, I'm not just talking about hair, I'm talking all types of makeup, any type of facial godliness, and cleanliness on a whole-I'm just one of those girls who does not care what clothes she's wearing in the morning, as long as she's not wearing PINK. So, as one of these people, you would guess I take no heed in what my morning makeup routine is. P.S You are CORRECT.
Unfortunately for me, my cousin is having a wedding, and knowing my cousin...it's gonna be 'off da hook' or whatever those 90's freaks called it. So I had to get all dolled up. This included, getting highlights in my hair. A funny story, they were bleaching my hair, and my hairdresser being relatively new to the Biz, was a bit, anti-social. I had no problem with this, except for a talker like me it was tres boring. But I kept myself entertained. I noticed that I looked like a poodle, and as she kept on piling things on my head, the harder it was to look in the mirror and keep from snorting like a pig. Eventually I just let go, and the towel that was draped across my head flew across the room and hit someone in the face. Which of course made me laugh harder... What a life.
These highlights eventually caused many comments from my friends, how I was growing up So fast. Etc.. Etc.. What they didn't know is how they got there.
Later I was taken to get a manicure. Now I have no problem with foot massages and oil rubs, getting someone else to clip your toenails is heavenly. That's fine, but nail varnish, is always against my code of conduct. I cannot condone any other type of nail polish color that something that simply vanishes above the skin. I'm fine with french manicures, and pedicures, but something has to be said for the color pink. It's truly horrid and I hate, hate, hate it. Now, I understand there are some crazies who wear more pink than life, and that's all well and good. But I despise pink and the fact they applied it on MY toenails! It's obsenity. That is what it is.
