Wednesday, October 15, 2008

If you would have told

me when I was 8 that there would be a day when I would dye my hair to keep it orange, I would have called you crazy.

I match my hair color now to that of a picture I remember of me and my sister with bright orange hair in our green and white polka dot dresses smiling in the sun. (I lived in California as a child, they have sun down there.)

For the record at that time, I would have given every toy I owned (and likely the life of my fellow orange haired sibling) for blonde hair.

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