Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Ginger, without the bread.

This is me as a red head, in all my natural glory.
No dye.
No fluff.
No pretend.
I'm a red head.
 

This is what I wish I looked like as a red head.
Fierce and delicious and divine.
Instead, I look like this.
Which is good for no one involved.
Thus, resulting in box dye.
Or, sometimes expensive great hair dye job by my stylist.
 
 
 
 

1 comment:

Writer J said...

Oh word--those were the good old days when we played out of the playground and tied our sweaters around the bar and swung around :)