I would like a scone with clotted cream and strawberry jam now please.
I think there's a small part of my brain that is always crying out for a scone with clotted cream and strawberry jam. I need to get to back to England.
Think something deliciously between whipped cream and butter.
Add in a slight tang like sour cream plus the addictive properties of crack and you'll get some idea.
Rick has been around forever, and his posts are always brilliant and helpful.
Damn, once again I no longer have a hairdresser. She left the salon I was going to. Time to start from scratch again.
you can't follow her?
I did that a few times.
Of course, it helps having a beauty-school dropout in the family.
Except for when the local newsbabe gets a bad cut.
She says unequivocally that the right-wing talking point that KO's hair isn't his somehow is "complete crap. Because he's been getting the same haircut for twenty years...no stylist, even putting in plugs, would let it look like that. He has a barber, and not an especially good one either. But he's known him a million years. "
you can't follow her? I did that a few times. Of course, it helps having a beauty-school dropout in the family. Except for when the local newsbabe gets a bad cut. She says unequivocally that the right-wing talking point that KO's hair isn't his somehow is "complete crap. Because he's been getting the same haircut for twenty years...no stylist, even putting in plugs, would let it look like that. He has a barber, and not an especially good one either. But he's known him a million years. "
I don't feel like going to Boston for a haircut.
Too far...yeah, I couldn't always do that either, my hair grows too fast.
(From an equivalent distance, of course...I'm not going to the Oscars and flying people in or anything.)
Plus, I am just guessing, but if she is moving to a salon on Newbury Street, her rates are probably going to go up a bit.
Good for her, bad for you.
Well, I hope you find someone soon.
And mom really has to stop pointing out the hair mistakes on all the political shows...I tell her politics is showbiz for ugly people, but... Senator Boxer gets high marks, though.
I tried to follow my hairdresser when she left the salon but it was a big secret where she was going. I was all, "It's a small town!" But then I didn't actually have the nerve to call around the other salons to see where she landed. I wanted to just tell the salon, look, I'm not coming back here. She was the only reason I was coming, so just tell me where she is.
I need a hairdresser. My hair sucks right now.
I need a hairdresser. My hair sucks right now.
Maybe consult Sen. Boxer's hairstylist?
And just like *that*, Joe's birthday shopping for me is done. [link]