Tomorrow night is a night i anticipate so earnestly i can't think of anything else. It is makeover night. I aam ready for something completely different and daring. Since there is no chance of leaving Roanoke permeneantly before next Tuesday, I hope to make myself look different and unrecognizable. I need some renewed confidence, to be honest. Drama wears you out and it shows physically. As i dream big about all the changes I want to undergo just for the fun of it, I realize many of them are completely insane. I.E. dye my hair chocolate brown, pierce my nose with a cute little jewel, get a small (meaningful and nontacky) tattoo, get a perm, chop off my hair in a cute pixie cut, Get hair extensions, and the list goes on and on. As you can see I Dream big and those dreams sometimes contradict themselves. When i told my mom of my plans, she stamped many of them with an " absolutely not" response.
The list was condensed to the few I will actually undergo- Different haircut, second hole in my ears, and maybe dye mi pelo slightly darker.
And viola! From trash to treasure...or treasure to treasure..unless you consider me white trash :)
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