There comes a time in your life life when you have to accept that you have spider veins. I mean, not everybody does….but for the most part, when you’re pushing 40, you probably have a few. I got them while I was pregnant. They’re weird eh? Looks like you fell asleep with a red Bic pen on your leg. All scribbly. Oh well. It was worth it right? The baby that is.
So now what? Nylons? Fishnets? Pants forever? Nope. I’ll just try and draw more attention to my hair. Yep, I am going to start teasing my hair more and more, bigger and bigger each year. The more spider veins, the bigger the bangs. The higher the crown. And hoop earings.
Big. Gold. Hoops. My head will be so big with hair and hoops no one will ever notice the ever expanding road map on my legs.
You know what’s worse than spider veins? A LOT. Punch in SPIDER