my hair.
I was asked to be a hair model. Being an attention whore, and all, I gladly accepted.
Besides, I got the chance to do what I like best: document a small portion of it behind the camera.
What?!
They're giving me this look??
And they're chopping it off on stage with a knife in front of a crowd of hair stylists - so I won't even have the chance to see what's going on until it's done?
Interesting.
I swear to God
This is the only time you will see me
in lepard print tights
and a skimpy black velour dress
with humongous shoulder pads
Besides, they almost made me wear
a bikini top in metallic gold
This is the only time you will see me
in lepard print tights
and a skimpy black velour dress
with humongous shoulder pads
Besides, they almost made me wear
a bikini top in metallic gold
Since we were being kept locked up back stage, I couldn't take any photos of the actual show.
Instead I had to settle with photographing a few of my partners in crime.
Instead I had to settle with photographing a few of my partners in crime.
And the result of my hair cut?
DUN, DUN, DUUUN!!
Booyaa!
4 comments:
Hah - driiiitbra :D
Legg nå ut flere bilder :P Jeg vet at du pepra mer... ;)
God What happen to your hair
Så kul du ble på håret! ^^ Veldig "mirrors edge" :D
Who is this girl?? Hooked me up with her? :P Haha.. Nice Kine. >_^
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