The other night I dreamt I went to have my hair cut. The stylist kept telling me, "you're going to love this new style!" After she was finished, I look in the mirror, and it was terrible! It was up-curled around my bangs and sides in sort of a late 70s/early 80s office girl sort of fashion, but even worse, it was layered and long in back. She gave me a mullet! It was absolutely hideous, and I kept telling her how much I hated it, and tried to figure out a way to rescue myself from it. I'd have to cut the back mullet tail off, but then it would all be way too short and would take forever to grow into. The stylist looked genuinely sad and confused as to why I didn't like what she did for my hair.
Labels: Dreams
2 Comments:
That's a night mare.
i agree with stan!
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