In the meantime, here's my dad mocking my condition.
I guess you could say I deserve it, given all the hours we rotten kids devoted to making fun of his receding hairline, but I don't choose to see it that way. I can't believe I beat both my brothers and my dad to baldness (although I still have some stubble).
And here's the bros modeling my new hair. I bet you never suspected I was related to like Billy Ray Cyrus' back-woods cousin.

Sorry, guys, it had to be done!
And, last but not least, here's my niece, looking like an entirely different person - so weird! It's amazing what a difference a highlight & flat-iron job can make!
And the amazing part is that's the same wig! Sorry, cranial prosthesis!
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