I have become less emergent as of late. I possessed both a Kimball AND a Crowder. And now I am lacking both. For those of you who don’t know…
this is a Kimball…
and this is a Crowder.
I have to admit though, my Kimball was much taller and my Crowder was much less full.
I can’t seem to find any pictures of me fully adorned, so you’ll just have to trust me. After church, I had three people come up to me and tell me they noticed my lovely trying to pat the popmpadour down. They seemed to find it quite funny.
So anyway, I have lost a bit of that “emergent mystique”…you know the part where all the cool emerging cats have sweet facial hair and a funky doo…or uh, no doo at all, ya know, hairless…
Now that I have a more “age-appropriate” haircut, maybe I should look more my age.
Yeah…a mustache…and khaki pants with a dark polo…
ummmm…maybe not…
