… to perms …
… to mullets together.
Tonight, Keith decided we’d go through everything at once, so he got out his wigs. He’d chopped up some of the shorter ones for a Cubism-inspired photo shoot.
He had a couple of curly wigs too.
After the fun and games, Keith got down to business and refreshed my choppy, slightly asymmetrical ‘do. He touched up the undercut area too. While Keith was styling the cut this way and that, he was talking glam-rock and ’80s inspiration. It was like he read my mind, because I watched this Joan Jett video for her non-Runaways version of “Cherry Bomb” five or six times in the past 24 hours.
Joan Jett is the girl crush of my life. Always has been, always will be!
“Hello Daddy! Hello Mom!
I’m your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch Cherry Bomb!”
I don’t have Joan’s rock-star flair, but when I listen to her, I feel like I do.