Friday Memoir Like any other fifth day of the week, my dilemma always revolves around my closet. I would try everything until my first pick will still be considered best. I would choose among the curlers, straightener, and blower, and whether its better be black or blonde. Sometimes, I pity my hair for being over-treated. Also, I would hardly decide if black or red or silver 6 inches heels would better fit my fashion statement every red-numbered night. Plain nail paints or…
