Thank you, blow dryer heating element, for dying as I was getting ready to go to the DMV:
You reminded me to slow down and enjoy a cool breeze (on every setting).
You offered the illusion that I had lots of hair to dry.
You laughed at my vanity.
You protected the delicate balance of the universe by ensuring that the ancient tradition of unfortunate driver's license photos continues.
2 comments:
The SAME thing happened to me this week! But no permanent photographic record, luckily. Remembering the days before "blow-outs" when I had "hippie hair", lol. This post is funny.
Oh, well, at least I haven't resorted to a perm. Things could always be worse! xo
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