Goodbye Mufasa, hellllooooooo breakage.
Man, am I glad to have my normal, flatter hair back. No more dancing around the Pride Lands, letting my mane fly in the wind…
I don’t mind that I have to tame my fly-aways with lip gloss in my rear view. I don’t even mind that I have a pea sized bald spot, because I got a little overzealous with the tweezers and about 20 hairs that just wouldn’t sit down…
That is just a small price that girls like me and Chaka Khan have to pay for the sleek look.
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