Another guy, Kyle, seemed promising at first. But when weeks of Good morning, beautifuls and Sweet dreams, loves by text didn’t materialize into anything IRL, my spidey senses went into full effect. It didn’t take long for me to discover he was married—to my hairdresser. So I took a double loss on that one, spending the next year looking for a new beautician who was trained in protective hairstyles.
lmaooo no wayy
