Every Blue moon or so, when the humidity level is low, the barometric pressure hovers around 29 mb and the hair gods are frisky: a coiffed miracle occurs atop my head.
I can get my hair to look exactly like Maria Shriver’s.
And, sadly, this is a good look for me.
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Every time my husband sees Maria Shriver on the telly, he screams. I'm not sure why but I think it does, indeed, have something to do with her hair.
Hmmmm...Does he scream in horror or is it more of a awed screech that anyone could have that much hair and a widow's peak?
I think it's the combination of such immense hair and such a severe jawline and cheekbones. There's something about her that he finds deeply disturbing.
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