Alfalfa Sprout

tee: thrifted, trousers: Lux for Urban, shoes: bdg for Urban, pashmina: (not pictured) stolen from a party in college (don't judge!)

OK, seriously?  What is with that ONE piece of hair?  Come ON!  I look like I have a side alfalfa (yes, I know his was front & center and slicked to a point, but STILL, the point is: it looks ridiculous and so does mine...). I almost re-took them, but I was running late (forgot to grab my DAMN apple too!!!! BOO!  And it was a honeycrisp!) and well, I kinda enjoy the ridiculocity (new word) of the hair, so I kept it (but mostly it was the running late thing...).  Yesterday I talked to my director about my hair.  He is gonna let me know ASAP if I can cut it or not.  If not... the BANGS will GO!  They don't ever look good right now and it's driving me insane!

Blearg! Anyways... This week is eating my soul. It's like, by the time I get off work all I wanna do is curl up in a ball and pass out, BUT I have 4-hours of rehearsal (which, don't get me wrong, I totes heart once I'm there) and the 16-hour days are sorta killing me...  PLUS, I just found out I'm called at 9 tomorrow!  My one day off!  When I'm getting a massage and then hanging out with the fah-zha while he's up from Panama!  I don't wanna cut that short!  But, I suffer for my art (I do, indeed) and will make it work (a la Tim Gunn) if need be. I just wanna spend time with him before he disappears back to Central America and I have to head down there to hangout (still thinking Feb, if I don't get cast in anything)!

Plus, last night when I got home the roomie was already asleep, so I couldn't make my hummus and now I have no lunch (forgot the apple, too dammit!)... And she wasn't awake yet this morning either... I am seriously thinking of trying to stop home before heading to rehearsal tonight, but I'm nervous about the timing... we will see how ambitious I feel this evening...  Looking toward the weekend (and my massage tomorrow!)...