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Mar 03, 2007 08:15

I am still freaking out about my hair. Every time I see my reflection I am shocked and a little bit you know, oh fuck. Taylor Hicks. Right? Nobody wants to say it but y'all are thinkin' it!

I'm trying to be all mysterioso like tracijean but my hair anxiety is palpable! I do not want to leave the house!

I took my flat iron to it to make it a little more cute and it helped but out in the world, I don't know if I have enough product to maintain cuteness, everything I have is more smoothosity, not lay there and take it.




I have a strong feeling that I need to pull this off today. Hello! Conference! And yet...




I just don't think I believe in me! Like in that song by Prince when he says his only competition is himself when he is younger? Exactly! And that competition is fierce.




18 is the winner. Okay. I have to leave the house anyway. End hair freakout.
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