Yes, I am the weirdo in a lawnchair in my front yard, in 4 inches of snow, wearing a snowmobile suit and drinking a beer in front of the snowman I built. It takes bravery to put yourself out there. Do brave.
"Hat head" can't hold a candle to this. Bangs squished in all directions, sweaty scalp, flat hair too far gone to get any assistance from teasing and hairspray... Even an 80s perm could not withstand it's mysterious oppressive powers. Yet today I am thankful for helmet head... Experiencing helmet head means: I spent the day... Continue Reading →