After years of trying to find the hair-stylist with the magic wand, I am returning to the tried and true stylist I divorced five years ago. I left her for a younger woman hoping for revitalization through a more modern hair style. The experiment was a dismal failure.
I don't know whether the reconciliation will be successful, but I have to give it a chance. I'm crawling bck with my tail between my legs, begging her forgiveness, and hoping she will take me back.
Although my friends keep telling me my hair looks good, I think I look like a poor imitation of Adam Lambert sans the black dye. Adam is prettier , of course.
My appointment is today. I'm hoping for a magic transformation.
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