Next up: Hair...
I've done some weird things. Not so strange to me, but things that have raised a few eyebrows. A dozen years ago I had my belly button pierced--and almost fainted, I might add. The tattoo guy and piercing person (these are my official names) didn't blink an eye when I asked if fainting would be a problem.
"No," he said. "We have smelling salts."
Somehow that didn't make me feel any better. But here I am, a decade later and I can't imagine my belly without the piercing.
And then there's the time I asked my amazing photographer daughter to take some artfully discreet pictures of me because I wanted to embrace the idea that all women are beautiful in nature's skin. She honored my request and snapped a few shots of me in a silly hat and made my mommy marks a thing to be proud of.
Few have seen these pictures, but I love them.
Now I'm thinking about my hair. It's the longest it's been since I was seventeen. Which creates a marvelous opportunity to do something I've always wanted to do: dye it an unnatural color. Either dip the ends in magenta pink, our dye a stripe. My son thinks it's time to go full unicorn. I do admit I'm a little tempted.
Join me the last 10 days of this month, and witness the debacle...I mean the incredible transformation. I may even pop some bubbly and get some new jammies.
***Two of these photos are from my infamous photo shoot with Amanda Rose Photography
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