My Makeover

So, my fabulous Lebanese stylist, Raymondo, was recently in NYC. As usual, he made a house call and gave me a haircut. Except for this time, it was not the usual haircut. The man who credited himself for helping me "find a husband" (uhhhm, thanks a lot) after transforming me from lesbian chic to plain chic, chose a couple of weeks ago to enact yet another transformation. Yet, it can't help but make me wonder if it was a sick joke. Either I'll be joining Katie and Suri soon, or Scooby Doo was indeed popular in Lebanon...

(I actually have started to really enjoy the cut, so beware, I'm coming to Halloween 2008 as Velma and nobody had better steal my costume)