You may call me Princess

BUT MOST PEOPLE CALL ME KATHARINE

I AM SEVENTEEN Image hosted by Photobucket.com

I LIKE TO RUN. I'M MOST ATTRACTIVE WHEN IM A SWEATY MESS. Image hosted by Photobucket.com

YEA, I KNOW, I'M PRETTY COOL.

IN REAL LIFE, I'M EVEN COOLER

I'D LIKE TO PURSUE A CAREER AS A PRINCESS

I THINK I'D MAKE A PRETTY DAMN GOOD ROYALTY Image hosted by Photobucket.com

MY SISTER AND I ARE GOD'S GIFTS TO EARTH Image hosted by Photobucket.com

DAMN RIGHT Image hosted by Photobucket.com

SHE'S SO DARN CUTE, I COULD JUST EAT HER UP Image hosted by Photobucket.com

SO, YOU KNOW, CALL ME SOME TIME.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Changing your hair is risky business. Watching as you put your life in someone else’s hands is quite possibly the scariest thing to watch, especially through a mirror with surrounding halogen light bulbs. You can’t really ask if your hairdresser knows what he/she is doing because that’s kind of like an insult and they are, after all, the ones with the scissors. All you can do is helplessly watch passively as chunks of your hair fall to the ground. The problem I find is that after your hairdresser washes your hair and you tell them how short you want your hair cut, the length of your wet hair becomes distorted. Your haircut usually turns out an inch or two shorter than what you expected and, if lucky, it doesn’t turn out too bad. Even scarier is taking the chance to dye your hair because pick ONE shade off and you look like a disaster. Hairdressers play tricks with you when they have all those hair magazines lying around because you become enamored with how good looking the models are with their hair and think that if you get your hair styled the same way, you’ll look just as good. Maybe that’s just me, but I fell victim to it. So for future haircuts, caveat emptor…in a way.

Princess Katharine [ 5:26 PM ]

Maureen said...: The solution then is to ask your mother to cut your hair. Especially if you need a perm.; 5:31 PM