“Dear Lord woman, leave me alone! And chill out with the hairspray. That stuff is super-sticky and I need to move. Every now and then give me a break, let me breathe, let me live. Did you ever consider just letting me grow a bit? Every morning it’s the same old thing – mousse, hairspray, brush, pick, hairdryer, hotbrush, curling iron, flat iron, and more hairspray – LOTS of hairspray. The view from up here is fine, but I want to travel – see the world – get a new perspective. How about some cool headbands, or maybe even a barrette? Change isn’t a bad thing.”