She said, "I do."
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
V. Payne
She said, "I do."
Technics
All About Her Hair
"Yeah, I use a little bit of gel."
Thank you! What's your name, by the way?
"Alex."
P.S.
Style isn't always about being brand-conscious or seeking out the latest trends or attempting to be avante garde & fashion forward.
I loved her particularly because she was just wearing any ol' t-shirt. Which on top of everything else considered, matched perfectly with her carefree hairstyle.
Style isn't always about being brand-conscious or seeking out the latest trends or attempting to be avante garde & fashion forward.
I loved her particularly because she was just wearing any ol' t-shirt. Which on top of everything else considered, matched perfectly with her carefree hairstyle.
The Stranger's Guide to Standing Out... Murderously
Alexa-- short for Alexandra.
Me: I really like your hair. I'm so jealous cos I've always wanted hair like that but my hair could never do it.
Alexa: Oh. I just bleached it and added a little blue to make it blonde.
Personally, I really am confused with the idea of putting blue to get silver-white. But then again, I know nothing of hair dye formulas other than the fact that silver-white hair is the pinnacle of tough, especially on the young.
Blame the japanese anime & video game comic book fanboy dork in me.
She is true. She is Cavaliere.
Aire | A Quiet Girl Enjoying Her Quiet Morning
Her: Are you taking pictures of me?
Me: Yeah.
Her: Why?
Me: For reference. I'm an artist with terrible memory.
She laughs & says, "Okay."
Which was where I made my introduction.
Me: Wow. Your last name... it means that you're...
Her: A knight?
Me: Exactly. That you're a hero.
Me: Well, it was very nice meeting you. Again, my name is Ceasar & I'll be on my way.
Lisa: Bye! Have fun drawing me!
Me: Oh, I will. Because your hair is very nice.
Your Woodstock Mystery
Me - Would you mind giving me your e-mail?
Her - I don't want to give it out.
Me - Would you like for me to write down the name of my site for you?
Her - No thanks.
Me - So you don't want to see yourself?
Her - I'm sorry, I really don't care.
Me - Well before you go, can I at least get your name?
Her - I don't want to give it out.
Of course, she's too cool for me. Check out that demure gaze from her jaded eyes. Her hair is straight out of 1969 & her jacket from her Grandma of a Cowgirl.
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