Jan 19, 2009

The God Please Forgive Me Diaries. Where God = Mastercard.

Bossy never thought she was particularly vain until Bossy saw a photo of herself taken a few days into January — a photo so bad it made her balls shrink to the size of raisins.

Bossy took one look at this photo and decided she didn’t want anyone to ever see her in such a state, which is why she will now post this photo for the world to see on her public blog, because Bossy gives until it hurts (you.)

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The minute Bossy saw this photo of herself and realized she could no longer live with last October’s hair disaster, she knew she was facing an expenditure. An expenditure with a side order of outlay.

Bossy had two choices: she could return to her local salon and the scene of many a hair crime, or she could make an appointment with her Italian boyfriend Antonio in New York City.

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When Bossy arrived at the Manhattan salon this past Friday, she was rigged with a million foils containing freshly applied highlights and lowlights, and then she was placed under a dryer.

And it was under this dryer that Bossy was able to practice her usual brand of stealth photography, where stealth equals pretending to take pictures of Antonio’s lap dog Muffin. Or Button. Or Bluftonzzzz:

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And all of that stealth stuff was really working too, because a few seconds after Bossy ambushed the photo of her colorist, Antonio marched over to Bossy’s chair and grabbed the camera from her hands so he could take a portrait of Bossy with Muffin. Button. Muftibut:

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Of course what Bossy wanted more than anything was to capture a photo of Antonio for her readers reader, but Bossy is still a little afraid of Antonio.

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And then, all at once, Antonio walked over and stood only a few feet from Bossy, and she was able to overcome her shyness and capture the artist in all of his glory!

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After the highlight and lowlight chemicals were rinsed from Bossy’s hair, she sat down in Antonio’s work station, where he proceeded to remove nine months of hay and replace it with healthy curls. And faster than you can say Would You Believe Bossy Was In That Salon Over Four Hours? she was catching a train toward home with her new and improved look.

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