I discovered my fantasy-lover, James Spader, canoodling with another blogger, so I stole back my man, Hugh Jackman. Then I dyed my hair blonde for some unknown reason*. The only joy that brought happened as we passed in front of Joan and Melissa Rivers. As I passed, Joan said, "I think every drop of bleach has jumped out of her hair and is burning my eyeballs!" She started to scratch at her eyes for relief.
Then Melissa had a seizure. The entire stand fell silent, except for Joan's shrieks for an ambulance. I felt warm and fuzzy that my hair had stopped the torrent of criticism for the women behind me. I hope they appreciated what really bad hair had done for them.
*That is SO not my hair. I have better taste. Sorry, Mrs. Jackman - but what were you thinking?!
8 comments:
Um, I hate to say this - but there's kind of a resemblence to Britney Spears going on here. It's that horrible hair.
Wow. That's some blonde hair. And I always thought Heather Locklear's hair was bad.
Oh, the horror.
You could start a new trend.
Ay. yi. yi. Glo and Wolverine, sittin' in a tree....
You already know I'm partial to James for you, Glo.
That look is a little "Britney Spears," Glo.
I'm just glad you got rid of the Rivers. I can forgive the ltealthy stealing of Hugh Jackman and James Spader for that.
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