As I wait for the boys to arrive, I decided to fiddle with my hair. All I have to say is that I'm amazed at what hairspray can do...and the bigger I make my hair, the more I start to feel a bit like my good ol' pal Jessica S. Of course, I bet Jessica S. wouldn't be caught dead wearing a wife beater to the beach while getting crunk on a box of wine. Maybe I can become the white trash version!
We're baaaaaaack
4 comments:
better now than never
holy, you two actually really look alike...uncanny!
Dad put the photo of you me and Jessica at Narnies funeral, he said it was the only photo he had of me, liar, he just wanted to look at jess.
Look at you! I knew you were a dead ringer for Jessica.
First Jessica Simpson, then David Copperfield. You are living a charmed life my friend! Hugs and kisses.
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