Friday I channeled my inner 17 year old and tried to rock it old school by getting my hair cut and getting bangs. BANGS, yup seemed like a good idea at the time.
Saturday morning, I got up – washed my hair and pulled it back into a loose bun on the top of my head, my husband walks into the room:
“You look like that chick in the movie about Tiffany’s.”
“You Mean ‘breakfast at Tiffany’s’?”
“Yeah”
“You think I look like Audrey Hepburn?”
“Yeah, you are looking very french”
What? it made me wonder if my husband had ever even seen Breakfast at Tiffany’s… not to mention there is nothing French about it.
Sticky Jam Hands 
🙂
Hahahah! Yes, but still very hotty hot!
Its like those days when you get the mean reds!