Saturday began like Saturday’s in Baltimore often do- drinking a boozy coffee at Pigtown’s Housewerks in front of a rusty old claptrap. 
It was windy as crap, so we took our cocktails inside and made a new friend.
He was being a dick so we headed home. An attempt was made to “naturally” give some volume to limp spaghetti hair. The process created a Mel C look for the afternoon while it set.
We took shots for a tutorial because we don’t trust our readers to figure things out on their own.
The resulting do’ looked fly, but we were late for the symphony so we didn’t document it until much later.
At a bowling alley.
At this point, the curls had deflated and so had our bowling skills. Above we have a celebration for another gutter ball and below is a celebration for public spaces that encourage BYOB.
The night ended* with a two-point win for Miss Schein and a few evil looks at the proprietors who gave us sheets of dirty ice in an old Styrofoam cooler to mix our drinks with.
the end.
*the night really ended with Royal Farms chicken and western fries and a missed episode of Dance Moms.
