While my college friends were surfing the beach and boys over Spring Break way back when, I was stuck in rural, land-locked Pennsylvania doing things like, oh, having my wisdom teeth extracted or painting my bedroom mauve (showing my age, huh?). Obviously priming and rolling wasn’t as much fun as sinking my toes in Ocean City, MD sand, but that experience did set a precedent for me. To this day, when spring rolls around, I get an uncontrollable urge for change.
This year is no different. So far, I’ve bleached out my hair, changed the paint color in ...
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