Kaylee ,'Shindig'
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That dress is fab, but thankfully, I don't feel a single twinge of covetousness knowing that a) cap sleeves make me look like a football player in drag, and such a ruffly neck would completely overwhelm me. I'd look like I was being eaten alive by Audrey II.
One of my biggest woes- the lack of a long, swan-like neck.
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One of my biggest woes- the lack of a long, swan-like neck.
Sister! Between that and my ginormous head the difference between "chin length" and "shoulder length" on me is, um, just about nothing.
People working with DH would comment if he was in a good mood and he would tell them it was because I got a great haircut. He tells them to never underestimate the power a great hairstyle has on the harmony of the household and life in general.
I think JZ would rock that dress, but it would also be dreadful on me. I have such a short fat neck that I'd look like Mort in Bazooka Joe, with ruffles.
My hair is a mystery to me. I meant to ask Hec for suggestions when he was here. Shoulder length seems to somewhat reduce the effect of the double chin, but right now it's the same length and it's very flat. It all spends all its time trying to crawl into my face.
My hair tends to curl in bizarre directions. The only things that work is to keep it very short, or very long in a ponytail.
I haven't done the ponytail thing since I moved to Chicago 13 years ago. Something about the ponytail + receding hairline thing doesn't seem right to me....
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EEEEEEEE!!! Teppy MUST have that corset!
Ah, would that I had a 20-something waistline.
ZOMG, i love that more than life. Except, um, still can't afford it. I would, however, wear a 12 if anyone wins the lottery and wants to buy me something shiny and lovely for my birthday.
I think my father scared me away from short hair for life. One of his great sadnesses is that both of his wives cut their hair short just after marriage.
Having had near-waist length hair most of my life (until chopping it all off and donating to charity a few years ago), i didn't bother paying anyone to trim my hair. Just waited until it got difficult to comb/brush (about once a year) and then would carry around barber shears after washing my hair and ask reasonably trust worthy people to trim it for me while it was still wet. Never took more than 10 minutes, just snip snip across the bottom.
When i asked mom for a trim, she'd take off an inch and a half. When i asked dad to trim off an inch or two he'd take of MAYBE 1/8". Didn't even touch the split ends. And then he'd sniff about it. I learned pretty fast to not ask dad for a trim!
(once i let the drunken wardrobe mistress "trim" my hair and she cut off 3 inches, the beeyotch.)