Red red red
◊ OK, I charged my batteries and took the pictures I was meaning to take.
And it only took, like, 25 tries to get these two half-decent photos.
Today at Costco an employee dressed up like a disco dancer said he loved my hair, made not-too-nervous small talk, gave me his card and said we should go out sometime. Last year at about this time I made out with someone at a party who was also dressed in 70s gear.
I am beginning to think that I am an afro-wig magnet.