lollipop lollipop, oh lolli-lolli-lollipop!
lollipop!!!!
Isn’t there something about lollipops?
I feel a sense of innocent happiness when I have lollipop… then again, it can be rather *rude* when you’re eating one in front of your partner and feel like a tease…
But I remember eating (probably millions) of lollipops – five pence from the chippy on the sea front – when I was young, and even when I hit my teens I would nip around the corner from my friends house and buy as many as my pocket money would allow. Refusing any fondness for other sweets, only excepting those addictive cheese and chive crisp things from lidl that surely should have come out my ears by the amount I have nibbled on over the years!
Do not worry though, as much as my love for brightly coloured, round suckable things on the end of sticks that are either paper and dissolve if you take too long to eat it, or plastic, that ends up folded in half in your front pocket awaiting the moment when it will dig into the soft unguarded flesh of your thigh when you unsuspectingly sit down..
This post is not about sweets and candy but my final embrace of a decision that I have been reserved over for years (albeit my artistic tendencies) of dying my hair bright enough red that I feel the urge to imprint the song by the Chordettes originally (that has popped up in a dell advert that usually causes me to sing it and get it into everyone elses head at the same time) into my brain when I recall the fact my hair is lollipop red.
More to the point, the most important things are the pink finger tips and stained nails attached to a wild haired girl with big devouring eyes.. usually I tend to make a mess and stain several towels when attempting to dye my hair…
That was until miss glam girl found Gee, whose fingers are pink (and the only way she would end up attached to something so feverently ‘girly’! and there are no stains, no patches of blonde giving me away, no heavy arms from straining to repeat the dying process…
Just pure red head conversion!
The afterthought of this is that the temper of the red seems to have seeped into me and passion is seething through my veins…. But the smile on my face doesnt fade from the beauty of my Gee, even if she is a ickle grumpy over her pinkies! The lengths she goes to for me astound me….. To be able to dye my lollipop hair she had to drive 300 miles from one side of the country to the other, in her tiny tin mona, who was pimped back to life before the grand journey to meet the scraped together family of mine, who adore her (perhaps more so than they do me! Hehe, which is a good sign!!) and has been the Gee-orgeous girl who has set me on fire!
Keep your eye out for more adventures with me and mrs Gee! ^_^ peace out bloggers xxx
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