TWO
Today I had a go at re-inventing the ratty/ tried out a new way of wearing a rat’s tale.
For those of you who know me well, you will be aware of my extreme disgust of rat’s tales and all they represent. I have on one occasion snipped an unsuspecting ratty off his offending owners head (the second worst thing I’ve ever done) and thrown it in the bin.
These days I’m not so adversely against them which lead to this day of new: backward rat’s tale plaited in my hair for an entire day, no excuses, and no take-backsies.
And it wasn’t too bad. In fact, my boss said she dug it.
Today was a success.
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