Monday, June 13, 2011
My hairdresser a couple weeks ago asked us if we would model for her in a show that the salon was putting on for a Chamber of Commerce mixer party. My first response to her was, "you realize I'm in a chair"? I know that was dumb to say, but at the time I was sitting in her hairstyling chair and thought maybe she had a lapse of memory that I was in a wheelchair. Or maybe that was me.?
Each hairdresser was doing hair for a different era and she said she was doing the 1940's and we'd be perfect. I was all over that. You know how much we love that time. I have never modeled anything and either has hubby so we were stepping a little out of our box. I wasn't nervous a bit through the whole styling process and prepping for the show. But man oh man did my stomache butterfly up when we lined up to strut/roll down the runway. Holy shit. We did our walk thing with the song Candyman by Christina Aguilera going and him stopping to twirl me twice. It was pretty cool. Afterwards we danced and partied and were surprised when they announced that the show was judged and that the 1st place winners were .........US!...... Holy Crap! Who would have thunk it?
I was with the hunkiest hunk of man and oh good gawd did he look hot in that sailor outfit. Wheew, lucky me.