A Tail O’ The Pony

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I once had a ponytail long enough I donated it to Locks of Love. Currently, I have a tiny bit o’ hair, and it’s on one side of my head. Despite this, Bow Tie o’ the Day begged me to wear whatever ponytail I could capture in a hair elastic. This is what we could muster. Perhaps it’s The Little Ponytail Who Could, and it will grow to triumph over all razors and scissors in its path. Or not. It’s just hair, after all. 💇

Another Of My Grandma’s Treasures

I let Bow Tie o’ the Day keep one item from the Desert Beach House, and it chose this. Most of Momo’s tchotchkes were dispensed to family years ago, but this 2-foot-tall wonder hung around. We have no idea what it is. As a child, I was sure a genie lived in it. Now, I’m thinking it was originally a tall, decorative, obnoxious wine decanter. Looks like it has now become playground equipment for bow ties.  🎠