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*sings* I feel manly, oh so manly, I feel manly and handsome and buuuuuuff!
Or something. I'm putting together my biker costume for my friend Mary's party tonight, and I forgot how weird it feels to have no cleavage to speak of. Not bad, just weird. More specifically, to have pecs instead of boobs. It's an interesting feeling, I've got to say.
Also, the hair dye came out looking marvelous! Wanting to get as bright a red as I could out of the henna, I slept with it on. My forehead is now slightly orange-r than it should be, but my hair itself is a really, really gorgeous shade of coppery autumn leaf color. Considering that I did it all by myself, I'm very proud of it. Yay!
Happy All Hallows', folks.
Or something. I'm putting together my biker costume for my friend Mary's party tonight, and I forgot how weird it feels to have no cleavage to speak of. Not bad, just weird. More specifically, to have pecs instead of boobs. It's an interesting feeling, I've got to say.
Also, the hair dye came out looking marvelous! Wanting to get as bright a red as I could out of the henna, I slept with it on. My forehead is now slightly orange-r than it should be, but my hair itself is a really, really gorgeous shade of coppery autumn leaf color. Considering that I did it all by myself, I'm very proud of it. Yay!
Happy All Hallows', folks.