Posts tagged hair
That is some serious girl-group hair! I’m picturing a dress in the same pink as her nails :)
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Jean Bell
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I love, love, love her hair (girl on the left) and her attitude. Oh yes.
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Sleeping Beauty
*As an aside, yikes. Dying your eyebrows to match your hair? Not always a good thing.
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Perfume
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Every now and then I get it into my head that I want pink hair. That it would be fun. I’ve had other colours, but only pink wigs. That was enough for me to know that I should probably never dye my hair pink. Le sigh.
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Submitted by onlyjazmine
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Like this, but even darker.
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I always wanted blue hair. After experiencing what blue dye does to fair hair (YEARS of hair cuts), I think I am sticking with wigs from here on in.
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blue hair = permission to do all kinds of naughty things.
favorite color=turquoise, therefore I love this picture :D
For the way the heat from within warms up the room. For the way that I lose myself in my touch, and slip down in my chair, further into that hand.
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Softly sleeping. So exhausted today, I was glad the day was through. Everything came together, and I survived. Dinner obligations a distant reality, I was too tired to even finish undressing before I fell into bed still wearing my bra and panties and my necklace. Waking suddenly; the phone. Dinner plans cancelled, I could rest. My body, hot and warm; a liquid sleepiness. Sending messages out into the early evening, while thinking it might finally be time to slip out of this underwire and lace, and let my skin kiss the cool clean of hotel sheets.
~peace~
