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What are your best and worst features?
We all have features that we like and those we are not so fond of.How would you describe yours? I think that my nose is probably one of my best features. It is small but not too tiny, suits my face. I do have trouble keeping up a pair of glasses depending on the frame and do better with metal frames that have the little pads to help them stay put. My worst feature and one that I have struggled with all my life, is the texture of my hair. Coarse and frizzy, not conducive to a blow dry and go. For years, I used to tame it with a…
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What color is or was your hair?
Hair color. Some of us have been the same color all our lives, others have changed multiple times. Would you care to share what color yours is or what is was? We would love to hear your hair journey and if you scroll down, you will hear about ours. I was born and will die a redhead. Even being grey now for over ten years, I still identify as one. I find myself picking out my clothes colors based on what will look best with red hair and then I chuckle at myself as I remember it is a new color palette that I can pick from. Sometimes, I…
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What would you change about your appearance if you could?
Playing “what if” can be fun sometimes. And today, we are asking – what if you could change something about the way you look. Would you and what would it be? Things I’d like to change about my appearance? There have been many things over the years that I didn’t particularly like and wished that could be different from the texture of my hair, the extra meat around my middle or the freckles that populated my face. I supposed that the thing I would change if I could is my skin pigment. I have always been very fair and consequently burned every time I was in the sun. There have…
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Who do you most resemble in your family?
They say when couples live together, they start to resemble each other. But today’s question has to do with the family genes – who in yours do you most resemble? Without a doubt – I resemble my dad. In 2010, I shaved my head to raise money for children’s cancer research with an organization called St. Baldricks. The shaving took place in a room in front of a group of family and friends. What was not present was a mirror. After we were done, I made my way to the bathroom and when I first saw myself it was as if my Dad was looking back at me. Uncanny but…