Carl: Will you dye your hair blond just once?
Lindsey: Never.
Carl: I'm just curious what you'd look like.
Lindsey: Not in a million years.
Carl: Please?
Lindsey: Get it out of your head.
Carl: Why not just once?
Lindsey: I said no.
As a surprise to Carl, I did this.
And by "surprise," I mean that I didn't tell him I did it.
I just showed him.
At the airport.
After we had been apart from one another for a whole month.
Here's the story, in pictures.
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There you have it.
Carl, my dear, if this doesn't say I love you, I don't know what does. :)
Which do you like better?