Tonight I am going to an Art Show with Molly Gee. It starts in an hour and a half, and I have yet to decide what I am going to wear. I have an array of outfits to choose from, naturally, but its a matter of narrowing it down and ultimately selecting the perfect one. I wish it was next weekend tho, because Olivia had a haircut today and I scheduled an appointment for Wednesday. I wouldn't have given my hair a second thought if I didn't know it will be looking better in a few days. I told Danielle that I need to fly my stylist/colorist extraordinaire Kate down, but even if I were doing that instead of going to someone down here, she wouldn't have made it here for tonight anyway. My private jet is in the shop. I have to give this new stylist a hard time, because she and Danielle were down on my last cut, a Mia Farrow in Rosemary's Baby moment. Kate and I were very impressed with it. (And not just us, thank you.) Ms. Farrow's was blonde and we had dyed mine from blonde to dark dark brown before we decided that that was the look we were going for. It came out very chic and "French looking." Apparently it doesn't read in "the dirty South" as Kate lovingly refers to it. This has been Travis, signing off from the High Fashion Hair Mecca that is Mississippi.
xoxo, Travvy

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