And here’s the post where I unceremoniously mock a child for doing child things. OK? I’m just forewarning you right now of what’s to come. Some of you hate this kind of shit, while others live for it, and right now I’m pandering to the latter group, if, indeed, there’s any “meanies” left here in the Evil Beet crowd. OK. Deep breath. Here goes:
Dakota Fanning? BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHH! What’s up with the hair, girlfriend? Pink streaks that match the pink rings around your eyes? That what’s going on here? And orange? Really? You didn’t think that that shade of orange skirt would clash with that shade of salmon that you’ve got in the lower half of your hair?
Oh, girl. I’ve so been there. I know.
A lot of you are probably thinking “Not nice, Sarah. For real.” But really, I’m not judging her too harshly here, because when I was in high school, I thought it’d be cool to put a few green streaks in my hair a la lemon-lime Kool-Aid. And I did it, and was so excited about it, and it looked really f-cking stupid. It looked like I put Sun-In on my hair and then jumped into a pool that had just been shocked with a mega-dose of chlorine. It was awful. Also, it took forever for the Kool-Aid to finally fade away. It was dumb, and now I look back on it and laugh and realize that green streaks in my hair just do me no justice. And now, for future reference, I know this helpful bit of information. Because really, can’t we all just laugh at ourselves once in awhile? And, you know, other people too? I think Jack Handey said it best:
“I hope that someday we will be able to put away our fears and prejudices and just be able to laugh at people.”
Because really. Life is funny, and I love Dakota Fanning. But that heinous pink has gotta go.