My hair has a mind of it’s own. I only wash it every few days and let it air dry over night. When I get up in the morning it tells me what it wants to do. It’s always a surprise. On this particular day it was apparently feeling nostalgic for some 80’s era Poison. So I went with it. What choice did I have? There isn’t a flat iron in the world that could have tamed it. And really, why would I want to? I would have killed for this hair back in the day when I was an assistant manager at National Record Mart… This is definitely my Nothin’ But A Good Time hair, ideal for Christmas celebrations and managing mall record stores.
Linking up with: Creative Mondays Blog Hop, Monday Bloom, and Passion For Fashion Link Up.
Seriously, if I put on my vintage sequin jacket, couldn’t you see my face popping up between C.C. DeVille and Rikki Rockett?
