|the hair's teasing got combed out upon my arrival at home|
without help from a professional. Turns out, the professional was someone for whom I'd rolled my hair many a day, back when I worked on Mad Men. Today's work was on a sitcom that's set in the 1980's, thus the need for the claw bangs. I don't own the hairband nor the sweater. Everything else I'm wearing is part of my wardrobe, even today. What can I say? I like florals.
I was watching the monitors at some point in my short work day, and I discovered that we, the background performers, while technically appearing on camera, are not really remotely visible. So these three BTS pics of me are not in any way spoilers. I also won't attach a show link, so there's no reason for you to try to watch "my" episode. The vanities dressed and coiffed and painted us all to look authentic, and really, all you'll see is blurs. I didn't really act today.
But I did get up super early, and having only covered about half my steps by the time I got home, took a longish walk with Stephen to make up the difference. And now it's late, and I'm coughing a bit, but I'm really quite tired, so I shall retire, once I quell the cough.
And tomorrow, I think I'll dismantle my laptop so I can clean the keyboard. Throughout the creation of this post, I've had to go back and re-type the "e"s, because it keps missing them. Except in the last three sentences, where it only missed ONE. Go figure.
What are YOU doing this weekend?