I had highlights when a bad thing happened to the World Trade Center.
I had highlights when a bad thing happened to me.
I had highlights when I moved into my first apartment.
I had highlights when I met the Sous Chef.
I had highlights when I married the Sous Chef.
I had highlights when I decided to be a teacher.
I had highlights when I decided not to be a teacher.
I had highlights until I decided I didn't want highlights anymore.
When the stylist started drying my hair, and I saw what the real color was - the color I hadn't seen for over a decade - I said:
"There I am."
And I said it with a big smile on my face.
Style well.
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