I’m overflowing with all kinds of emotions as I reach the end of “This is Why…” Did I touch down and land safely or is that sinister spiral still pulling me under? There’s only one way to go, and it looks like there won’t be a dry eye in the web after all is typed and posted.
Read MoreHair today, gone tomorrow. Back in my teens, my stylist once told me I had “model hair.” I’m not sure if she was just being kind or trying to keep me as a regular, but there is no way I could walk into an agency with my matted mess and get offered a gig. If only she was able to trim my reality for that to be true.
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