Bouffant Blonde

I always wanted to be a Bouffant Blonde. You know the type I'm talking about. Teased blonde hair that is perfectly in place at all times, no matter the circumstances. I wanted to be funny, with a quick giggle, and flashy smile. I wanted to always know exactly what to wear and when -- and to look stylish and pulled together. It was not to be. I am who I am and mostly I've made peace with that. I am a Bouffant Blonde -- mostly because my hair never stays in any one place for very long. I've really given up taming it. It is straight and wind-blown. That's okay. The earth contains a few men who have given up on making me do their bidding so I guess my hair fits me after all. I don't giggle. I laugh. Sometimes I tell a joke. Not one of those long, drawn out things but more of a spur of the moment sarcastic remark. I will likely never be a flashy dresser. I'm not that into fashion. My posture is horrible. And I shop on a budget. Urghh...But I do okay. I was not made...