Saturday, February 10, 2007

 

I have achieved post-breakup hair. I was telling Kaplan last night that I had to get my hair cut because of the breakup, and he was totally uninformed as to the American cultural ritual in which female breakees must radically alter their hair as a response to the loss of the relationship, and as a token of a new beginning. Well, here we go!



Look at me. I am serious and dramatically lit. And my hair is tragically short. Willow, won't you weep for me?



No willows? How about tulips? O tulips, will you weep for my wistful hairstyle?



No tears...? Fine, then. Guess what I'm doing, huh? I'm not not eating tulips, that's what.

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