high school government teacher walks over to us.
well, hello you two! sara, you look so different, your hair is dark!
reaches out and touches my dreads.
and you! what is this, dreadlocks? and that... lip piercing? what are you, a hippie?
i just smiled, amused, and said, "...sure!"
it made me think of that recent post where we were talking about being called hippies, and whatnot.
then at another party, this girl came up to me and told me she really liked my hair... and went on to say how she wanted dreads, but she was too scared. but she had THE most perfect hair for it. long and really curly, tight little curls that would dread up in a week if she stopped brushing. i told her she should go for it.
well, i'm bored at work, so if anyone wants to chat, my aim is azure emily.