No, my head's natural fauna does not yet manufacture honey up there. But when it does, I'll avoid walking under the sun lest I caramelize. Today is a very humid day. Mr. Weather finally convinced me to put my bobby pins to good use for three reasons: first, so that once and for everything, I mean, once and for ALL, people will see that I, too, have a neck.(Is that you grinning, Tin?); second, so that mosquitoes can at least feast on my nape instead of my cellulite-packed thighs and therefore significantly lower their risk of heart disease; and third, which is my favorite, so that I'll look two inches taller even on flats. Hence, the updo.
On less humid days, however, I look like this:
This is just a case of blue-black-hair-dye-gone-bad. Apparently, blue and black have not decided who gets majority coverage. I don't mind. After all, indecision is a commonplace in my nutty little head. Enough said.
My bobby pins are still in my hair, taut and secure, and I have no plans of taking them off until my next shower.
Before I go to sleep, let me just say, this is not a tribute to my hair. Or to bees. Or to Marge Simpson.
This is a tribute to bobby pins, in case I didn't make it so obvious.
Hahaha. Syu-ing gyud ka dah hehehe. You are fabulous still whatever hairdo you try on! Mag ala Amy Winehouse na lang ka! Beehive hair is soo in you know! Ahahaha
ReplyDeletehehe... take it from marge simpson..she knows a thing or two about glam..hehehe..
ReplyDeleteback from Olympus we don't use comb..so with or without the bobbies...I'd still get your point...gahahaha
ReplyDeleteDax, when ka anhi CDO?
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