Bleach Bleach Bleach

This was last night. I decided to glow my hair a little. As usual, Kenny my personal hair dresser. This time round, the colour turned out just the way I wanted. Have a go at this...


Kenny, working hard.




The product, form 4 directions.




Now what do you think?



Okay my hair is done. While I am resting on my bed, guess what Mazael did? He was feeling to need to do some torture on Desiree. And as usual, Desiree was brutally abused.


First up, he fed her with a pair of smelly socks.




Then came the highlighter and marker.




This is the final product. I promised her not to put this up on the net. By censoring the eyes, this is technically not her anymore. Phew!