Sunday, April 11, 2010
Had a bit strange experience today at the local grocery store.

This guy with dreads said he liked my hair and asked how long did I have them for. Without waiting for me to answer he then goes: can I touch your hair? By now I'm kinda used to it, so I answer - go ahead. He touches it and answers his own question - 8 years!

WTF? how the hell did he know?! Considering that I had them cut at least 4 times by now he couldn't guess it by the length. Any ideas? :)

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New York, NY, United States
If I had to describe my life in 5 words, they would have to be: Mother/ Mom/ Mommy/ Freelancer/ Woman. I have all of the qualities needed to be a good artist -- creativity, experience and total lack of discipline... Ok, ok, the last one has got to go since I am a mommy and a freelancer now and these two things do not mix well with being undisciplined and unorganized. So this blog supposedly will describe my journey towards an iron-disciplined army-style-organized and oh-so-boring me. Or not. Keep updated to see this story developing! :)