Cincinnati Skyline
It was a hazy August day in the hills overlooking Cincinnti.
To the right, Kentucky. To the left, Ohio, with the river between.
To the right, Kentucky. To the left, Ohio, with the river between.
Bad Hair Decade
Dilemma... I can't find a decent hairdresser. I've sisters with luxurious locks... They're younger... My hair was never as thick, or as glorious as theirs. As a newborn, our brunette sis came home with dark curly ringlets all over her head. A year later, our blonde sis came home without any hair at all...so light she looked as though... By the time they were in school, I did a Toni permanent on myself. It was cute. A teenager has to have the right hair! Much older, on my own, I had expert help. Lucky me, in L.A., I went to Vidal Sassoon's. At home in the Midwest, I found a just-right beautician. Then I moved miles away. Before we parted, she wrote out the details of my cut and color. At the first salon in my new town, I presented my letter to the beautician ( for-a-day) who couldn't read. Yes... it grows back. Yes... I can go somewhere else, which I have, over , and over... That was a few years ago. I've been to upscale salons, and to walk-in o
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