I PROMISE you, I do not look like any person in this picture. OR any therapist you'd imagine. TRUST ME.
I go to work half-looking like I just got out of bed. I run in, look in the mirror and think I CANNOT GO OUT IN PUBLIC LIKE THIS and slap some hair gel that keeps the curl manageable and GO. No makeup and no frills.
I KNOW by now that people are not coming to see me because I am pretty. If I do a massage and I am fixed up? I won't be pretty by the time I'm done anyway.
I am dressed for work. Sometimes barely. I get yelled at to put my shoes on by the management all the time. But they cannot fire me because I work my butt off kind of like on here.
I'm telling you. She is a genius. This is the new headgear for all seasons and all parts of America. Look how GREAT and CLEVER sporting that headpiece in CHARLOTTESVILLE would have been? It's the stuff that great designer's careers are built upon.
I have to admit, as a gay man I love to accessorize. The perfect shoes, the perfect hat, or an almost perfect boyfriend can complete the look of any outfit. There is a drawback however, hats tend to mess up my hair, and I have great hair. So, its a love hate thing, but I do wear them at times.
My cover is always on, especially the amount of top flesh I have given to skin cancer. I was wearing this last weekend a Stetson Straw Hat along with a baseball cp for driving