If life were fair, I’d break into Keith’s house with brown dye, scissors, and some hefty narcotics. Dawn would come, and with it a hair style appropriate for a 45 year old straight man.
The highlights are, of course, an issue. But what troubles me most of all is the straightening. It’s like I know that somewhere in the world, there is always a CHI flat iron at the ready. And the volume of pomades he most possess to keep it perfectly sectioned down the middle… no doubt in my mind it takes him longer than Nicole to get ready. But props to her for excusing this AND the like 4″ height difference. Meanwhile, I’ll continue paving my way to hell with this blog devoted entirely to shallow comments.