You want a frontal view? You've got it. I am not thrilled with any of these pics but my fan club and mother must be satisfied. I think the top is a little too long. It's not quite capturing enough wave on its own. Since I don't have a blow dryer for my diffuser yet, I decided to just scrunch my hair. It worked pretty darn good but by the end of the day my hair fell pretty flat. I'm sure hairspray and more scrunching would have fixed it but as you can see by the mess on my desk, I have better things to do during the day.
My new 'do was a shocking hit though. The President and one of the VPs had a meeting in the conference room yesterday which is located right next to my office. They popped their heads in to say hi and were floored. They fawned over my new look and even stopped by afterwards to fawn some more. Later, I was in a meeting with the President and Accounting Manager discussing some changes I would like to make in my department and he stopped mid-sentence to tell me, once again, how much he liked the new look. Oh, and he seemed to be pleased and impressed with my ideas as well.
In case my regular readers didn't catch it, I mentioned my mother in the first sentence. Yes, she has found my journal. My poopy mouth will have to be cleaned up. No more bitchin' until after Christmas. I'm no fool, I want to rake in some good presents from Santa-ma. I'm not quite sure who let the cat out of the bag, she won't fess up. I've threatened to post baby pictures of the culprit but it has fallen on deaf ears. Then, I realized I was going about this the wrong way. If I want her to spill the beans I need to make an appeal to her sensibility. I must threaten her where it hurts the most. So, pardon me a moment while I address my mother: Mom, if I don't have names within 48 hrs, pictures of you without makeup, in your bathrobe, will be plastered for all the world to see.
I'm expecting a phone call, or two, any moment. So, I better go now. :-D