Badger and family joined us for breakfast at the cafe this morning. She had her newly-transformed hair brushed off her forehead, while sporting both a raglan shirt and worn-in jeans. Yeow. I couldn't get over how great she looked.
It took me several hours to realize that I most likely felt this way because she looked very much the way I think of myself as looking during my brief pseudo-butch phase 11 *cough* years ago. Though my hair was brown rather than purple.
Damn, she was hot! Heh heh.
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