I guess when you're a rich, immortal creature of the night that can hypnotize people, you never have to worry about anyone pointing at your hairstyle and laughing
'Shindig'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I've seen the first one, as Hec notes, all over the Ren Faire. Particularly among the Scotsmen. Away from Faire, I've only ever seen the second.
It's kind of telling that the emotionally healthiest character in the series is a porn-star/stripper werewolf.
Plus Jason will tell Anita off and she'll accept it.
From what I've seen on other boards, Richard represents LKH's husband from whom she had a nasty divorce. I'm not sure which of Anita's current harem is supposed to be her new guy.
Back when I had long hair, I useta do the first one occasionally. More involved than I usually like to do, though. Now I'm just superlazy and keep my hair short so I don't have to bother with it.
So, yeah, there are a few freaks who occasionally do the french braid thing in public.
I've seen it. There was one guy at a mall I used to work at - When his hair was braided it was down to his ass. and the braid was very thick . silver blond hair. and he was always in kakhi's and oxford cloth shirt. The mix of conventional with the not so conventional...Wait , what thread am I in?
Cabil wears his hair in a braid. [link]
And as I think someone mentioned, I've seen Drew in a french braid, and it didn't look half bad. And by that I mean porn.
Oh ... dear. I've discovered the problem with casually mentioning that I read vampire novels to one of my co-workers. She is now loaning me books. Which, usually, I'd be all for. But I suspect her taste in supernatural fiction is not mine. I found Wolf at the Door sitting on my desk this morning. The back cover blub header says (in yellow and all caps) "When danger meets desire ..."
Who do I blame for the proliferation of the paranormal/supernatural romance genre? Because I've read very few that don't make me roll my eyes.
Jilli, are you mad?
Sullivan Quinn didn’t travel 3,000 miles from his native Ireland and his wolf pack just to chase rabidly after the most delectable quarry he’s ever seen. Quinn is in America on a mission—to warn his Other brethren of a shadowy group willing to use murder and mayhem to bring them down. But one whiff of this Foxwoman’s delicious honeysuckle fragrance and he knows that she is more than a colleague or a conquest…she is his mate.
This may possibly be the greatest novel ever written! (In exactly the same way that Snakes On A Plane is poised to become the greatest film ever made.)
Hey, Jilli, did you ever read the one I gave you?