A few years back, Kitty convinced me it was time to exit the stone age and get myself some sweep bangs. It took about six months to get them to sweep properly. (Cat can tell you about retrieving many a voice message wherein I squealed that "I sweeped! I sweeped" my bangs successfully that morning.) Now I'm such a successful sweeper that I have considered janitorial work. This weekend, when my stylish stylist styled my hair, she clipped my sweepage shorter than in recent cuts. I like. And you can almost, almost see the nifty 5/46 (that's red, if I'm correct) bits a-shimmering in my new cropped bangs.
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4 comments:
I love your hair its adorable and you fit it just perfect I wish I could pull off bangs but I just don't think I can. Your dog is cute dog camp?? I feel like a bad pet mother right now...
You rock them.
Yay! Those are the most bangin' bangs I've yet done. Love 'em!
I LOVE your hair! You look like a hottie! I like the red too!
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