I meant to put these up a couple weeks ago. The left picture was right after I took my Gal’s braids out. As you can see, my face was being eaten, while Marilyn Monroe’s boobs sat on my head. Ha. I shaved her hair off later that night. A couple days later she told me to dye her hair, as you can see in the right picture. That was defiantly an experience to say the least. The fumes were so strong. I was rockin’ my hair scarf in that picture too. Ha ha.
I think my ‘true calling’ in life is to be a hair stylist. Kidding! :]