not a Degas
Sometimes when (and only when) I wear my hair pulled back, people ask me if I'm a ballerina.
At first I thought this was a great compliment: I must be so fucking lithe!
But then it happened when I was wearing a big winter coat, and I realized it's actually because I have an enormous forehead. An endless expanse of forehead, really. A ballethead.
At first I thought this was a great compliment: I must be so fucking lithe!
But then it happened when I was wearing a big winter coat, and I realized it's actually because I have an enormous forehead. An endless expanse of forehead, really. A ballethead.





3 Comments:
It could be worse. As an example you could glue a cornish pasty to your head and get mistaken for a Klingon. Now that would be embarrasing.
You can make money off of advertising on that forehead!!! lol... But I'd go for the impermanent over the permanent "Forehead Billboard"...
A high forehead is allegedly a sign of intelligence. Not that I would know.
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