Long story short, I needed a ball cap to keep my long frizzy wavy mane in check for an event I have this weekend. Sadly, I threw all of my other ball caps out years ago.
Me: "No, I don't want a trucker hat, or a hunting hat, or anything with camo and Texas."
(Side note: I love Texas, but I need to be girly. I do not feel good as of late.)
Salesperson: "Okay, you can look like my 14 year old sister."
Me: "Game on."
This message was crafted from my iPhone. Please excuse any typos.
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