Bulbous Bouffant


Going to the opera and sitting behind someone with big hair is no fun.


which opera did you see?...erm or not see as it were.


I'm hoping we'll get better seats Saturday... ;)

There oughta be some kind of law. Or at least karmic retribution of some kind. A hair compressor, or a sort of thresher, that swoops through the house, mowing down all unrepentant bouffants.

Myself, I am usually cursed with the very, very oversized neighbor (300-400 pounds), or the collector of remnant scents from Woolworths.

Ditto for the movie theatre...

Next time bring scissors. ;)

It actually wasn't that bad, I just had to lean to one side or the other for most of the show.

But it was annoying.

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