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Cutting bangs always seems like an irresistibly charming idea at the time. Why, just over a month ago my fringe was short, stylish, trendy...
Of course, now it is long, infuriating, and WING-LIKE. I could very possibly take flight.
I don't know about you, Dear Reader, but I feel a Ricky Martin song coming on...
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Maybe you should wear a headband or a barret.
Posted by: Jenna | January 09, 2009 at 10:09 PM
I'm getting them trimmed tomorrow morning. And then I will REALLY be singing Ricky martin.
Posted by: The Odd Broad | January 09, 2009 at 11:45 PM
I also have bangs that are growing out of control!!!
Posted by: Amy | January 10, 2009 at 11:19 AM
You do!? Incidentally, Ricky Martin reminds me of our college days. He really brings me back.
Posted by: The Odd Broad | January 11, 2009 at 01:06 PM