I’ll dye my hair red if you will.
I mean it.
Actually I suspect I will do that at some point. But something keeps telling me no no not yet, not yet, not yet.
Me, too. Say the word and pass me your spare tiara.
Sarah, you’ve reminded me. I haven’t seen my tiara since the first time I met Teri. Coincidence?
Hmmm. Is your boa secure?
Loves it. Where on earth was this found?
Randomly. Looking for this:
Fantabulous! Such a story going on here!
My hair’s already (hennaed*) red. What are you folks waiting for?
*I’m a hippie, what?
Strange… I pictured you with a bigger smile.
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