I'm sure by now that most of you know that Freddie is a twin (and by now you also know that Ricky and Freddie are the same person).
Meet Jimmie, Freddie's twin.
I agree. But they are twinsies for realsies and thick as thieves and honestly, it's the cutest thing ever. I don't care that they are two grown bleep men---I still use the word cute because it accurately describes their twinsie-ness and I love it.
But here's something you probably didn't know.
Freddie and I are also twins.
What?! Ew. Gross. Y'all are married. Don't get strange. And to that I say...
We're not twins twins, but we are haircut twins which makes us twins in a way. Let me explain.
Have you ever had a bad haircut before? You have? Okay, great. Well mine and Freddie's cut-to-perfection bowl cuts can crush your regular bad haircuts straight into the mud. I often wondered if people ever actually placed a bowl on one's head to create the bowl cut look, and you know what? I almost don't see any other way that Freddie's hairdresser could have achieved that edge-of-the-bowl-line on his hair other than to have put an actual bowl over his head.
Let me finish up this gem of a post with two thoughts:
1- Why didn't we have matching haircuts at out wedding? Hashtag fail. Hashtag wedding re-do.
2- I can't wait to bowl cut the crap out of future little Emily's and little Ricky's hair.
May all your future haircuts be beautiful and free of any bowls on your head.
Over and out.
Over and out.