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You remind me of...

When I unveiled my new short 'do, some people made the comment that I reminded them of someone. So I thought I'd post something out there to get the ideas going.


Now imagine me emerging from the surf, looking beautiful and knowing just how to use the knife at my hand. Not to mention getting ready for an exchange with Pierce Brosnan.

It's quite flattering to have some people say that I resemble Halle Berry even if it is only for the hair! I am totally rocking that orange bikini!

Perhaps I can pass as Rooney Mara? I am not sure my haircut is vicious enough, although I did try and enhance the look with the drawn-in nose and lip rings.

I would not mind at all being compared to Audrey Hepburn - a very classy lady. But aside from the obvious differences,  I think my hair is a little too long now and definitely too curly.








I would have put up the pictures of these ladies side-by-side with mine, but wasn't sure I could do that. Anyways, not sure this will help, but at least I had fun doing this post! And as you may have guessed, we recently got Photoshop.

Comments

Tira said…
you made me LOL. Great going!tntay byrents
Anonymous said…
very creative...you look great in all the photos
debbie said…
Hey that was ingenius..... :) were you bored?
Austin Trini said…
Hello everyone - yes well I thought it was a good idea for my blog and since I had just gotten Photoshop, it was a way to kill 2 birds with one stone.

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