Style

Quote of the Day:  I've been called a stylist until I really could tear my hair out.  And I simply don't believe in style.  The style is you. - Katherine Anne Porter

Do you ever feel like you could tear your hair out and leave it in a pile on the floor like the above mass?

My twin sons are getting pumped up for the section swim meet this Saturday.  Often, swimmers will shave off their hair before the big meet.  Since my guys' hair was corse, damaged, stinky, and slightly green, I seized the opportunity.

The "Before" shot

Some changes happen so easily.

Never hurts to add a touch of humor, eh, Bozo?

They're easy to tell apart, now...but not for long!

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The "After" shot

Ah, free, easy, fast and clean...wouldn't it be great if all our changes, edits, and pursuits were like this?

As Dori says in Finding Nemo, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming."  And, that's all the advice you need to develop your own unique stlye.

Journey on!

Go. Create. Inspire!

Journaling Prompt:  What makes you want to tear your hair out?

Angst

Quote of the Day:  I have cultivated my hysteria with joy and terror. - Charles Baudelaire

How fitting this quote is as I continue my search for a captivating story and an elusive mouse.  I found it in a book called Writers on Writing, or W.O.W. in the section titled "Angst." 

I am now driving around in a van that smells like a peppermint patty on wheels.  My pant legs are tucked securely into my socks as protection from a mouse suddenly appearing at the pedals of my car and crawling up my leg.

My eyes may or may not be burning from the strong dosage of peppermint extract splashed in the van.  My boys may or may not have covered their faces and asked, "What is that smell?"  They did their best to convince me that if they couldn't stand to be in the van more than five minutes, neither could a mouse.  And, a guest passenger might have been screwing up his face in wonder and finally asking, "Why does it smell so much like peppermint in here?"

I got to thinking, what if that little devil is hiding somewhere in the van.  So, I asked my friend JeMA's husband, Jon, if he'd look under my hood.  (It's okay, JeMA approved.) He checked everywhere!  It wasn't in the battery or tucked up under the hood.  He shined his little light under each seat.  He held up something by the tail...no wait...that's not a tail, it's a tea bag.  (Remember, the mint tea bags I threw in there before I got the mint extract.)  He also noticed several dryer sheets stuffed in there...and a few mouse turds on top of a piece of chocolate under the seat that he's leaning on.

Thanks for checking things out, Jon!

 I was in desperate need of a new look and place to relax, so I got my hair done this morning.  JeMA's daughter saw me and exclaimed, "Ooo, I like the raspberry stripes in your hair!"  She's so sweet.  My boys, of course, barely noticed.

But, it put a smile on my face.  And, look! here I am outside in November in Minnesota with just a t-shirt.  It was a glorious day!

One of the characters in my play is based on my hair stylist, Aubrey.  Whenever I'm with her, I'm motivated to finish the play and get a read-through set up.

Thanks, Aubrey, for lifting my spirits, calming my nerves, and giving me inspiration for my play Coffee Shop Confessions.  I think we could collaborate on a sequel, Salon Chair Confessions.  I'm sure you've heard it all!

Journaling Prompt:  Where are you experiencing angst, and how is it coming out in your art?