The Shame

The Framptons are doing some money-juggling lately, as in we are owed some and owe more than we’ve been paid. It’ll all come right in the end, but meanwhile, I haven’t wanted to spend the money on getting my hair cut. The consequences of which, unfortunately, is that my hair resembles that of Partridge Family scion, Keith:

Really. It’s my everlasting shame.

5 Responses to “The Shame”

  1. sandy l Says:

    Actually isn’t that hair cut back in style? Hmmm. Maybe it’s just where I live.

  2. Kwana Says:

    Just imagining your face with that hair made me smile so big.

  3. Abby Says:

    I’m broke as can be, but I’ll donate money if you get rid of that hairstyle!

    Maybe we can do one of those online auctions?

  4. Megan Frampton Says:

    Abby! You just made me crack up! Thanks.

    Sandy, I think the haircut might be back in style–for someone under half my age. Me, I look awful.

    Kwana, glad to make you smile.

    I am, btw, skilfully using bobby pins to pin odd sections back so I just look fashionably unkempt. I will get it cut soon, I promise. Although I don’t know whether to go short or try to grow it long. Since I can’t afford it right now, I’m gonna have to wait and see what seems right.

  5. Jon Says:

    Megala,

    Me too, except its razor blades! So, I’m growing a Di Niro Deerhunter goatee! Coming in mostly white, it makes me look like a pissed off Burl Ives!!!

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