I have this young colorist/stylist. I really do like her. She's very sweet, and seems to be completely oblivious to the fact that I am 37 years old. Can't help but love THAT.
But.......
Uhm.....
*cringe*
But.......
Uhm.....
*cringe*
I am truly scared of my new "look".
What's the first thing my Sweetpea says when he sees me post coloring/styling?
"Oh my god. You're ROGUE from X-MEN!"
He's right. I don't have stripper hair anymore. I look like a frikking comic book character.
Thank goodness Sweetpea likes comic books.
