i dreamt last night that i had a personal hairstylist. who did my hair however i wanted every day. but then i woke up and my choices were troy or magnum, so i decided to do it myself.
some days i contemplate getting up early to do my hair a new fun way…as you can tell, sleep always wins. it also doesn’t help that the only thing i can braid is a barbie’s hair. that makes hairstyles like this impossible. sad day.