· Office supply, not a hair accessory ·
Our Magic Bullet broke yesterday. It ground to a halt as I made my smoothie. With nothing quick to grab for breakfast, I planned on making a stop at Donut Time for a turkey and cheese croissant. In order to make the stop, and get to my seminar on time, I left the house with damp hair. It dried all crazy and I was mortified at the thought of standing in front of 41 people for 6 hours with bad hair. I transformed bad hair into mediocre hair with a good, old-fashioned, rubber band. It wasn’t pretty, but it worked.
Tldr: I had a bad hair day and it’s all the Magic Bullet’s fault.
Jacket, Mossimo. Dress, Diane von Furstenberg (consignment). Tights, We Love Colors. Boots, Miz Mooz. Scarf, swap. Brooches, vintage and thrifted.
No hair pictures, today. Instead, let’s concentrate on my slowly growing, but fabulous, collection of fake military medal brooches.
I’d never pass inspection with that crooked one on the right!