When you're windblown you come in with crazy hair and while you may feel disappointed it looks frazzled - you're also laughing at the crazyness while confused by the mop on your head.
Yes. I do think this is a metaphor for life today.
You know how life can feel sort of wild and tough and yet hilarious.
Is that a "yes" I hear?
Great - then you'll relate exactly to how I feel right now as I try to wade through work and then photography (b/c it isn't really work, its JOY!) in an old lady's tshirt I bought at a thrift store while chugging the great value black cherry soda.
YUMMY. Way to late to be doing this stuff. But Windblown.
That's how I feel.
These Bridesmaids are my visual tonight. Thanks ladies, you're real pals.