I'm sure most of you have had hair-dying experiences you'd rather forget. I know I do. Which is why when my brother asked me to streak his hair for him I readily agreed. What could possibly be more fun that having complete control over your younger sibling's apppearance?!?

Let me share :-} Now I could just tell you the story, which goes something like this: It was fun, and I bugged him a lot, but it turned out looking awesome in the end. Or, I could let you see for yourself! Please, join me in a photographic ridiculing session :-}

Seriously J, I luv ya dearly, and I hope you see as much humor in these as I do :-}

...and so it begins, with the dreaded cap (that's my mom putting it on, btw)

...make sure it's tied nice and tight Little-Bo-Peep...

Hee hee hee I don't know if you can see it, but boy, what a scowl!! I wonder if he didn't somehow know these would one day end up on the internet?!?

Tufty, the wonder fluff!!

"Look at me. I am so pretty. Oh yes I am."

"Ha ha, no more incriminating pictures, sis."

"Pardon me, IT'S WHAT COLOR?!?!?!?!"

I must tell you that these pics were taken around Christmas time, and c'mon, who looks their best while lounging around the house on holidays?? (I'm mostly defending myself here...)