It is so much more fun to do it together than by yourself. Especially when you goof.
I won't explain exactly how it happened, but I ended up with Grandma Nola red hair for Saturday afternoon. And I'm not talking subtle either. Don't get me wrong, I love my Grandma Nola and her memory, but when Jessica tells me that the red hair makes me look like her, I picture an 84 year old!
Thankfully, by the end of the day I had mostly fixed it. I was just glad that I could and that I didn't end up with something permanent.
Jessica's turned out beautifully.
2 comments:
I'm glad you could fix your red hair! Sounds like you had a fun time together with Jessica. You're both beautiful!
How scary! I haven't died my hair since 7th grade - mostly cause I'm afraid of the commitment. But I'm glad you were able to fix it!
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