It’s also rather wild at times. If the day were humid, my hair were freshly air dried and I could somehow rustle up a great deal of black leather I could slip into a 1980s tribute band without being noticed. This big-hair-don’t-care thing all started in late 2021. I was momming a household that included… Continue reading My hair is long
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