Magical hair.

If I can't have magical hair that glows when I sing, I guess I'll settle for a mane that grows while my kids sleep.

They think it's pretty fantastic. (Duke doesn't mind so much either, considering long, red hair is his favorite on me.)

I saw this lookbook from "darling" and fell in love with all of it, but mostly with the model. (Is that weird?) Anyway, out came the trusty hair-extensions. They've helped me wage many battles with my stubbornly slow-growing hair.

Not perfectly what I want, but just the change I need to feel pretty again in this frumpy-baby-belly stage.