Wish I was there. I'd love to let you experiment if I got to try everyone also. Yay for random drunkenness! Ah, sweet sweet alkeehol, what ever would I do without your warm embrace?
You sound like me and my hair adventures. I get sick of everything the day it starts to fade, or the roots start to show, or I look in the mirror one morning and I'm not shocked or surprised by the way I look. I'm thinking red next.
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enjoy your rest Loki lady! niters