I bleached my mullet in high school. It was - in retrospect - incredibly hideous. But I had just transferred to a new school, one with a rep for rich-kid snobbery, and I thought, what the hell. Might as well really not fit in.
The irony was that I found my niche and ended up in the honors program. It cheesed the uptight staff to have to take pictures with me.
Today - a bit of grey at the temples and there is no way I'll dye it.
The irony was that I found my niche and ended up in the honors program. It cheesed the uptight staff to have to take pictures with me.
Today - a bit of grey at the temples and there is no way I'll dye it.









