Katy, whom I've never met, but who writes one of my favorite blogs (Word to Mi Madre on blogspot) said she would send me some of her hairclips. She thought Erica might like them.
Sorry, Erica but I think this girl likes them way too much to give away. I LOVE the headband with the red roses. Why can't an old lady wear this to the symphony with her cute red jacket and black skirt?
Why can't an old lady wear a black flower with rhinestones?
Why can't an old lady wear rhinestones, period?
I only had to take a hundred pictures to show these off. First of all, I smiled a wide toothy smile, but low and behold, the blueberries I had just eaten had turned my teeth blue. I looked like a deranged zombie with really pretty hairclips. And still, I have a crumb of a pretzel on my lip in the second photo, but who's looking that carefully?
Katy, I never would have thought of trying on hairclips in a thousand years. I love them. They make me feel femmie and happy. Thank you. You've made my week.
The rest of you may want to look at Katy's business website: Jean Kate: Exquisite hairbands and hairclips for girls.
"I feel pretty! I feel pretty! I feel pretty and happy and gay!"
Well, maybe not gay.