Today. Less than an hour ago. At a choir competition.
"Hey, hey, the girl with the sparkles in her hair."
I turn around after realizing that there are indeed sparkles in my hair.
Glances at friend as if to say, "Do I really want to do this?"
"Your outfit is HOTT."
"I love her tights."
"I love her hair!"
[I realized there hasn't been a post acknowledging my recent hair change. So, hair, consider yourself acknowledged.]
I love that each time I change my hair, the Bishop at first is shocked and says something like, "Aubs, what happened?" or my favorite, an extremely shocked, "What DID you do?"
Call me a sparkly rebel.
...I just realized how much that made me sound like a vampire....