I Crossed the Ocean


…to get this haircut. Any body in Cascais with the least strand of hair-sense knows (the infamous) David from W2 Stylists in Monte Estoril. I’ve missed him. David said he affectionately refers to all us girls who left Portugal as “the mystery girls who came and went.” I like that monniker. (Or, as Agent B calls me, I am a Portu-gal.)

I sort of feel like now I need an old Gibson axe with a crunchy Marshall amp.

This punker-do definitely highlights my silver “highlights.” I’m ok with that. I hope I stay ok with that.

Comments
4 Responses to “I Crossed the Ocean”
  1. Rachel says:

    great cut. : ) looks like portugal agrees with you!

    love,
    another portu-gal.

  2. cari says:

    Those highlights are the crown of glory baby!

    Your ‘do is nectar. Me lo gusta mucho.

    One of these days I’ll get brave enough to get rad haircuts like you… heh.

  3. Jenelle says:

    Rachel/portu-gal,
    They shut down the Santorini’s in Sao Joao, but the frango is still very yummy.

  4. Jenelle says:

    Cari,
    Crown of Glory! Baby! That’s why I keep you around.

    I am excited to see your next crazy hair cuts. I ran past a girl yesterday who looked just like you, only her hair was uber short and she had euro-bangs. I think you could rock it. Maybe it’s prophetic.

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