Saddened by the recent loss of my favorite trademark baseball cap — lost during some long-island-iced-tea-induced drunken partying at the Cult of Sue Todd‘s show last Thursday — I have decided to expedite the process of chopping all my hair off and donating it to Locks of Love. (Locks of Love is a charity organization that makes wigs out of donated hair 10″ or longer and gives them to young kids.)
Rather than going with the do-it-myself method which yielded some very crooked results last time, I’ve booked an appointment at a salon for tomorrow. If something goes horribly wrong… well, I’ve decided that it’s about time I got myself a new hat anyway! And hair grows, even under hats! YAY!
But right now I’d like to have a few minutes of silence here for my beloved old hat, which has been with me throughout my travels to foreign lands, and despite being over 3 years old was still in remarkably good condition when it went AWOL…
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Anyway, moving on…