Worst Hair Day

Typically I’ve only worn hats while at the beach or when I’m suffering from a bad case of helmet head after riding my motorcycle. I look like a doofus in a hat. But finally my hair has completely gotten out of control, so today I donned a hat.

You have no idea how many pictures I had to take before I didn’t look like a crazy woman. Oh, and I couldn’t find my regular mask, so I had to take the souvenir Luckenbach, Texas bandana from its frame in my Texas bedroom for a face covering.

The ghost of Billy the Kid called. He thinks I’d make a fine outlaw.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

23 thoughts on “Worst Hair Day”

  1. You are absolutely rockin’ that hat! Though, if you wanted to maintain the theme with the bandana, one of those dusty cowboy hats that had seen better days might have been a better fit. Lol!

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