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Hair Update

Ok, so I am on my way upstairs to wash my face and get ready for bed and my daughter stops me, ready to take my picture for this blog. So....back to the computer I go (the camera is in the computer desk) and sit for a quick photo shoot, compliments of my 14 year old daughter.

The unveiling of the red hair.

Ready.....

Ok, I can see that pictures don't show how red it really is...you will probably have to click on the photo and blow my face up the size of the moon in order to see.

Boy....I love the thought of that. All you guys who don't know me...looking at my face the size of Texas.

LOL! Well, I guess I have been talking about taking off the concealer and seeing the REAL me!

I guess I will change my profile photo. I can't believe I just did this...like a kid. No, like a child of God. :)
Thanks for having fun with me!

Comments

pam said…
It's gorgeous. I've thought about going red sometimes. I've always had some copper strands but it takes a lot of boldness to go red. But I'm also enjoying my white hairs now---but that does look so fun.
Anonymous said…
I love it!!! You look beautiful as always!! :D
Anonymous said…
You're gorgeous! I love it! Laurie
ellen b. said…
It looks great Liz!!
Paula V said…
You're beautiful!
Laura said…
You look beautiful. Absolutely chic!
Anonymous said…
Look at you!! I love it!!

I confess I color my hair also and I love the "red-ish brown" colors. The last time I colored it was just brown--boring!! You make me want to color again before it really needs it!

hugs,
Kim
Carol said…
I love it. I even blew you up the size of Texas, and it looks fabulous. You have really pretty eyes too. Fun Fun Fun
LeeBird3 said…
You are gorgeous Liz! I can tell by seeing your smiling face that we would be big buds if I still lived in Lewisville!

I did my student teaching in Coppell by the way.

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