My mojo has found it's way home. Where did it go you ask? Well, last November my hookah of a beautician stole it from me. Granted, I made the appointment, forced her to do it and she quickly relieved me of $135 for her services. But still I resent her. She took my golden locks of 29 years away from me and turned me into a brunette. Fun you say? Well, let me tell you- that old adage that "Blondes have more fun" simply put is TRUE! In the last four months I don't think I've turned one head. Honestly. Not one trucker. Not one sleezebag white trash loser. Not one stuffy business man. Not ONE! BUT- a week ago I went back to my blonde self and it's the Golden Ticket Fo Sho! As I was actually pulling out of the parking lot of the beauty salon I had my first rubber necker in 4 months! Sure he had black teeth and drove a rusty Taurus. But he looked at me twice so he'll forever hold a special place in my heart. It's not like I'm on the prowl for men. I mean, I have my husband. I have Clive Owen as a backup plan. It's just that a woman needs to know she can work it once in awhile. All I ask is that the occasional construction worker throw me a cat call as I drive by. I mean sure, if they could see my whole body and see that I look like I have the Great Pumpkin stuffed in my shirt they'd be completely appalled but from the shoulders up they gotta RESPECT a blonde sista! Welcome home mojo. Welcome home.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Welcome home mojo.
My mojo has found it's way home. Where did it go you ask? Well, last November my hookah of a beautician stole it from me. Granted, I made the appointment, forced her to do it and she quickly relieved me of $135 for her services. But still I resent her. She took my golden locks of 29 years away from me and turned me into a brunette. Fun you say? Well, let me tell you- that old adage that "Blondes have more fun" simply put is TRUE! In the last four months I don't think I've turned one head. Honestly. Not one trucker. Not one sleezebag white trash loser. Not one stuffy business man. Not ONE! BUT- a week ago I went back to my blonde self and it's the Golden Ticket Fo Sho! As I was actually pulling out of the parking lot of the beauty salon I had my first rubber necker in 4 months! Sure he had black teeth and drove a rusty Taurus. But he looked at me twice so he'll forever hold a special place in my heart. It's not like I'm on the prowl for men. I mean, I have my husband. I have Clive Owen as a backup plan. It's just that a woman needs to know she can work it once in awhile. All I ask is that the occasional construction worker throw me a cat call as I drive by. I mean sure, if they could see my whole body and see that I look like I have the Great Pumpkin stuffed in my shirt they'd be completely appalled but from the shoulders up they gotta RESPECT a blonde sista! Welcome home mojo. Welcome home.
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Seriously there is no better feeling than some man checking you out. And knowing you don't have to do anything about it cuz you're set at home!
I was a bleached blonde for the greater part of my life. When I went back to my proverbial roots and tried out the chocolate brown locks-I would shriek when I passed a mirror. I was so startled by the dark haired lady in the house. It took a while, but now I must remain true as both kids are brown headed...
Turn heads, all freakin day!
What a cute post and I'm so glad you got your mojo back!!! I go "lighter" in the summer and I know what you mean - it is fun!
Have a good evening - see you soon - Kellan
We need a picture please Ms Monroe
ROTFLMBO!!!!!!!!!!
You are a girl after my own heart.. I tell ya.. We have to turn heads even if we don't look back.. I went darker for the winter but a darker blond.. I think in a few weeks I'm going light again for the summer..
Hey and where are these pumpkin belly pics.. I don't think I have seen a pic of you with your new little bug in your tummy.
Lame. Blog. Will ya.
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