I changed my hair for the first time in 20 years and it changed my appearance quite dramatically. I dealt with the shock by following a group a French guys through town in the dead of night to a canal, (I had no idea there was water in Dijon) and onto a boat where there just so happened to be a roaring 20's party. Uh, rad.
So I danced and shimmied and swung my new sweat soaked bangs back and forth until the wee hours of the morning. A handsome Frenchie with an embarrassing name walked me home and kissed me at my door. Pas mal, pas mal de tout.
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