The One With Red Hair


While mom still rolls her eyes and gets a bit huffy about my little change, I have to say. . . it kicks ass. I have always wanted to try being a red head but money, fear and trusting that one person who could make it look either really great or bless your heart good. So last week I walked into William Edge, sat down and looked up at Niffer. I said, well, I kind of want to go red.

After googling (people, please use the correct search words, I was schooled) I settle on a shade pointing to it with a smile on my face. I trust Niffer, she rocks and seeing as she is also a friend, if this wasn’t going to look good, she would have said no.

I am loving it, a bit of a shock from time to time. I also have to adjust my clothing to go with the tone but overall, I love it. It’s sassy. And I will always be a blonde, I just wanted a change.

And with this hair color change has come a few more items i want to do. . . I need to touch up my ZTA tattoo on my ankle, there is a small heart i want on the inside of my wrist, on my rib cage I want two things. . . one “tell me a story” so that Chandler is always with me but the other one is my Popa’s initials, he wrote on everything. So on the other side I want LEK in his handwriting. I think I will be cool after i add these tattoos. . .lol

The week is flying by (thank goodness) and my girls are coming over for dinner tomorrow night, fair warning to my neighbors. And Bird is coming up for a girls weekend. I can’t wait to hand out with her minus her girls. They don’t find the stores we like to look at as interesting. Hopefully some thumb print cookies will be making there was up here as well.

And with that, i am going to bed. . . ugh.

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