This is not because I am depressed as much as it is because I am becoming a slave to the gym, and just dont give a damn about impressing anyone with my looks lately.
ok that sounded depressing.
My point is, I didn't realize just how much I have abandoned my routine of beautifying myself until this morning when I showed up to work in brown clogs, brown pants, green shirt, no make-up on, and my hair french-braided.
yea, FRENCH BRAIDED.
I have not french-braided my hair since high school.
Now that I think about it, I havent seen anyone with a french braid since the 90's.
Guess it's time to put myself back together.
2 comments:
c'mon now jules...didn't you see my hair last night? FRENCH BRAIDED!
Wow, we are so hott!
i remember you now...you were the french braid queen back in school...be sure to not hurt anyone with that tightly wound hair whip of yours.
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