Someone came off with that picture when we had a cheezy album cover parade. I was laughing so hard I was crying the first time I saw this picture. I know it's not right, but DANG!! I don't mean to make fun of your friend, seriously... can't help genetics.
I do have to say though, when I first started working in network, I thought I'd walked into a freak show. The first person I saw when I got off the elevator was a very pale (downright pasty), thin woman, with long, straight, dishwater blond hair, turquoise and hot pink eyeshadow, and painted on eyebrows. Those were the remarkable part. She did away with her own natural eyebrows and painted hers on. Not where the brow line would be, mind you, somewhere around mid-forehead and they were high arches. She always wore brightly colored, long sleeved blouses with matching pants...even in the blistering summer. Someone told me that she did that to cover burn scars, but the only possible explanation for the way her face looked was 2 or 3 too many face lifts.
The second person I met looked like a pale, blondish yet going bald version of Lurch from the Addams Family. Nice guy though... ended up being my boss years later.
There are some odd ducks around, for sure.
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