I think that the worst thing about moving is trying to find a new hairdresser.
I have now had 4 different ones...
and hate them all.
I used to almost love...(in more ways than one)
my old stylist.
There was never a day that I didn't get out of his chair feeling anything but beautiful.
Dear Aaron,
If you want to live in Park City I will let you.
I will cook for you.
I will clean for you.
I will even buy you a new Nikon...
I will take you around the world.
I would give anything for you to be here...
For you to be here, to be my friend,
and help me to feel beautiful again.
I miss you.
You let me know.
Love, Bridge
P.S. I love your texts you send out. They rock my world some days.
Just so you know how bad it is... This is my hair cut today.
Ggggrrrrr.







3 comments:
Its ok.. I still think that your a super sexy lady.. Even with the the puppy dog eyes and pouty face...
could be worse. better than last fall.
oh I totally understand the new hairdresser thing...but I think you look cute!
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