And sure, once we get our lives aligned with how we really want to live them (#thatrvlifeoutofthecitytho) we'll be happier... but for now... we do what we can to make ourselves happy and enjoy ourselves in the now.
One of the things I've always loved doing was having sort of... "maintenance" days. I think most people will know what I'm talking about. You know... everything showers, nails, hair, maybe a hair mask or something, that kind of thing. Nothing fancy, but definitely relaxing and fun. Afterall, nothing makes you relax more than being all clean and rubbed down in your soothing fancy oils, right? RIGHT?!!?!
I like how I say fancy like it's not just coconut/vanilla oil... but whatever.
Anyways... Dev totally jumps in on this with me for some of my nonsense because not only is he my husband, but he's also my bestie and we like to do things that the other enjoys with them.
This weekend? We were both in desperate need of toenail day (and yes... my amazing hubby lets me paint his toenails and he doesn't give a shit what anybody thinks about it) and while I've been wanting to do something different and fun with my hair... Dev actually let me have some fun with his.
It was a regular ole day of neon orange toenails... and fetish pink hair. F*cking love it.
The only problem with him having pink hair is... now I want pink f*cking hair too. Actually, I've been wanting pink hair and still dyed his pink before mine, so really this is my fault BUT HUSH.
And honestly, can we all just take a minute to appreciate how f*cking baller Splat hair dye still is? I used to use this shit back in my hayday and was wondering if it still worked and guess what? Sure as shit does. Most people hate it because it literally dyes ANY and EVERY thing it comes in contact with (and it's probably horrible for your hair health?)... but honestly it may be the messy trash child in me... I f*cking love that. It ain't a fun hair day if there ain't a mess.
Also... can we just take another minute to appreciate the fact that we're all adults and the majority of us are perfectly comfortable with how we all choose to look? Sure... Dev and me get some strange looks when we go out in public... I mean, we're usually in pjs, covered in tattoos, and have wild hair... and no one seems to bat an eye except older people who have nothing better to do. The Karens and Kraigs of the world, if you will. The rest of us? You do you, BooBoo. We don't give a shit. You want a bullring? Get a f*cking bullring.
Things are crazy and life is insane and the economy is shit and things keep piling up and there's always a million things you wish could be different... but at the end of the day... at least I have my person that makes me happy and chooses me every single day. No matter what. And that? That gets me through it all.
Now if you'll excuse us... we have many more crazy plans and dreams to live. With pink hair.
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