That’s it. I hate T.C. Not only is she tall, slim, and shapely but now she has MY hair!
I was playing around with this really nice 1940s astrakhan bolero jacket – getting ready to list it – when I thought it would be fun to make up an all mix and match vintage outfit. I picked out an 80s suede skirt, a 50s nylon blouse, the bolero, and a gold tone multi chain vintage necklace. That’s when it happened. She wasn’t really rockin the outfit with that hair.
So I grabbed Lana’s hair. (She didn’t say anything, but I know she was UNHAPPY. After all, she’s the one with the GOOD hair and her attitude shows she knows it!) Then I put it on T.C. and the brat looks pretty good! (Shhhh … better than Lana. She has a buffalo head.)
No female is ever happy with her hair. If it’s straight, we want curls, if it’s curly we want waves. If it’s brown we want blonde. At some point in the last 10 years my own hair has become schizophrenic. For most of my life it has been straight as a stick. Of course, the 1980s brought us Big Hair. I came by mine by getting perms every 6 months or so.
But I digress. The point is — now that I see Lana’s hair on T.C. – I want my hair to do that! I’m the same calico color but … Of course, I also want my body to do that tall, slim, and shapely thing, too! Oh well, joke’s on her — I have both my thumbs!