With my super duper short hair, there is ABSOLUTELY NO escaping bedhead.
It has become the inevitable morning wake-up reality and I think it confuses Pacquiao.
Snickers thinks it's cute and that it looks like there's a peacock on my head, with it's feathers all ruffled up. And trust me, my "feathers" do get all ruffled up on days like today when we run out of coffee.... fly to the store little birdie, this girl needs some caffeine!!!
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