Saturday, February 19, 2005 I Never Knew I Had So Many Freckles
Scissors Postcard AdI had planned on posting only the ads (more will come out next month) that came out of the serendipitous worst haircut ever incident, but I didn't realize they'd give me a bunch of unused prints as well. So, for my Mom's sake, I'm posting them here. Okay, okay--it's for my sake, too.
Comment away, please. I only ask that you remember I was the model, not the stylist and that I have an extremely fragile ego. (Yes, the depth of my vanity is surpassed--by a long distance--by my insecurities.)
Yeh, you must treat your lover girl right If you wanna make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss to make lovers rock 'Cause everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor babie's name When she forgot that thing that she had to swallow
You Western man, you're free with your seed When you make lovers rock But woops! there goes the strength that you need To make real cool lovers rock 'Cause a genuine lover takes off his clothes And he can make a lover in a thousand go's An' she don't need that thing that she had to swallow