So, for entertainment this evening, I have decided to perfect the 1940's pin-up style up-do. After researching for 30 minutes, I have put together a supply list. At the top of the list is bobby pins. Anything involving bobby pins typically means I will be standing in front of the mirror until all the blood drains from my arms. If I'm not in too much pain later-I'll post a picture.
Luckily, my one of my besties will be over soon, so I can convince her to be my stylist. I'm feeling like a fourteen-year-old girl. Ah....those were the days!
