I look at my face every day. It’s right there on the front of my big head, so it’s kind of hard to miss. And I’m a girlie girl. I don’t like pimples or anything unsightly riding around on my face. So imagine my shock and dismay when I found a hair hanging out on my neck just under my chin the other day. I went to brush it away thinking it had just gotten stuck there on its decent from my head to the floor. But it didn’t move. It was attached! I was horrified! It was long! Well, like a half inch. But still! It was long enough to start curling. You just gasped didn’t you? Recoiled? Did you recoil? It’s ok. I did. How on Earth could a hair have grown that long without me noticing?? I yanked that sucker out so fast. I almost showed it to CSP I was so amazed. Then I got a hold of myself. Imagine what a sexy image I would have put in his head. Hey baby, wanna stroke my long neck hair while we make out? You can put a bead on the end of it. Oh yeah.
Well. That does it. Not only am I going to have to hire a personal man servant to unpack, unload and put away things (oh, the bother); now I’m going to have to hire his brother to go over my entire face & neck area daily with a bright light, a magnifying glass & some tweezers. It is so exhausting being a girl!