Again it’s the season of turning into a charcoal chick … Chennai is scorching… the heat can actually turn a chicken into a tandoori chicken. Sun Tan, water problems, load shedding, pollution, heat , no rain – ahhh am I still breathing?? … Thankfully, will be leaving for home this weekend. The land of Blue mountains – here I come :D
These days my sister and I are seriously discussing on a grave matter which has been disturbing me for a long time – My hair. I have long hairs and no matter what hairstyle I choose, I won’t compromise with the length. The beauticians all over are baffled as to how to tackle this situation :P Maybe our discussions are too long ‘coz I can see that reflecting in my phone bills…
My sister dahling is my beauty expert and I have given her the herculean task of turning my Hay into Hair. Comparing my hair with hay is an understatement though. People often suggest me to donate it to broom industry.
Any suggestions how to distract men from watching 3 seasons of Heroes continuously… or for that matter any suggestion on how to distract men from the idiot box? Coz I have miserably failed in doing so.
That’s all for today.