Liz got a haircut so we broke out the strobes and umbrellas. I have to go on the record as saying that Liz is the worst model at taking directions ever. And the obligatory out takes. Smokin’ hot if you ask me. Though I am a shade biased.
My hair was getting raggedy, so out came the clippers and I gave myself a haircut. And you get a bonus photo today… Train being all stripy in the sunlight!
Pretty sad when a haircut is the highlight of your day… and thus the 365 entry of the day.
Apprehensive. Success! Excuse the double (triple) chin on this last one. It’s what normally happens when you attempt to recoil your head into your neck to escape train claws.