One girls quest for a 64 Ford Falcon results in tirades on food and fashion. The dare: to dress like I belong in a classic car every day for 6 months and I will get to have said car. Fail for one day, and the clock starts over. The quality of the outfits is judged by a finicky, impulsive husband who's opinions change day to day, but are still the final word.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Morning curls
Last time I tried pincurls, I made them super tight and small. They left my hair frizzy with bobby pin marks. Last night I put my hair up in big, loose curls, probably eight total. The result is quite nice. This is an early-morning photo of me, pre makeup, but you get the gist. I'm pleased. We are leaving for LA on Tuesday and I'd wanted to figure out a way to get curly hair when we're there without schlepping my curlers down. On October 21st I'm heading to Portugal for Per's racing, and the less I can bring, the better. A handful of bobby pins and a hat to sleep in almost as good as hot curlers.
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