hair appt.

Am leaving work asap for a hair appointment with stylist-god Chris, who had a cancellation because of the foul weather.

It always goes something like this: "So what would you like me to do today?"

"I don't care. Make me pretty."

"You already are pretty."

"I know. I just wanted to hear you say it."

betholindo at 12:19 p.m.

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