Showing posts with label pixel man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pixel man. Show all posts

REAL TALK

I've been dying to cut all my hair off and thanks to Lulu I finally found a good visual representation of what I was imagining in the form of Kiko Mizuhara. Blunt bob straight across. But as Shini tweeted: Note to self: When I'm buying tights, I am buying the tights, not the model's legs... I too have to remember that just because I cut my hair like this doesn't mean my face will morph into fairy, gamine-like features like hers...sigh...nonetheless, still want.However, the real issue is convincing my emo-loving, modern, sci-fi guy of a mate into letting me get, or rather still be attracted to me, after said cut. He thinks a haircut like that has zero sex appeal and is dorky and child-like. "There's nothing cool about it." So I get this in my inbox this morning:

Subject : "I don't mind a bob"

(with this image attached)



***SILENCE***

And then at 11:07am I get this email. No subject, no body, just attached image...
Pixelman - 1, Me - 0

Too many Photoshoppers in this kitchen.

HUNTINGTON LIBRARY


Spent a day at Huntington Library over the holiday weekend for our anniversary. Say hello to Pixel Man again! We're not the most sentimental couple, but it's nice to have quiet, private celebrations every once in a while. And don't blame him for the mullet, I won't let him cut his rat tail.

If you'd like to test the limits of your breast and buttock sweat glands, I suggest you wear a wool hat, leather shirt and wool shorts in 100 degree weather and walk around for five hours. You'll have them revved up in no time!