Darling, I spend EVERY DAY just like Babs. It's not refreshing, it's demanding, but it's my art.
I'd love to, but there'd be no way I could get my hair quite that fluffy...or pink.
I tried. I really tried. But after caking on all that mascara, my eyesight was a bit woozy, and I thought poor ChouChou was actually my fox chubby. The vet was able to de-stretch the poor thing back to his normal size, but ChouChou absolutely ruined my Norman Hartnell crystal-studded peau-de-soie original.