Saturday, April 24, 2010
Saying Goodbye To The Mullet
This is what I look like first thing in the morning, when I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I actually got my hair did yesterday, and I meant to take a picture sans The Mullet, but one thing led to another and I never got around to voguing in the mirror. This morning I remembered as soon as I awoke, and I was so pumped to post a photo of me without the Steven Seagal ponytail and porcupine spiked bangs that I decided to ignore the fact that I was sporting a mad case of bedhead, unbrushed teeth, one of Andrew's mangled J. Crew tee's, and not a single stitch of make up.
I also wanted to use these as a desperate excuse to scream to the interweb about how Mr. Tim Tebow got his hair cut in the exact same chair I sat in at the salon a mere twenty four hours before I did, which I've probably already mentioned to one or two or forty seven people since it happened.