… t’is Friday and I am not leaving the house, so I shalt wash thee but I’m stuffed if I’m going to brush thee.
And lo, my hair did say unto me: I give thee Farrah Fawcett’s fringe, circa 1978. Don’t mess with me.
And now I am off to brush and straighten my mop.
Good lord! Who is that seductive 70s icon peering peevishly over the bottom of the photo frame? Is the odd cropping in place to prevent the rest of the world from discovering that you’re rockin’ the red swimsuit down there?
Identity concealed to protect the eyeballs of the innocent or otherwise.
Hmm. I’m guessing I’m probably in the “otherwise” category. Again.