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.