That video's from the Artemis and Friends' Toronto Archers for a Cure picnic & haircut this past Sunday, complete with uke tunes, super people, too much food and no 'after' picture. I totally forgot to take an 'after' picture. Why didn't I think to get one with Crispin Duenas?
I am so kicking myself. Our local Pan Am competitor, Crispin Duenas, strolled over and starstruck us all for a bit before he got down to his training. It was very cute - like just really normal, because we see him around, but he still kills us. My pal and impromptu barber, Simon, was like, "Crispin, you're star-striking us." He'd popped over to make sure everybody knows about The Boob Shoot, as folks know it, a cancer fundraiser in Waterloo that happens in February. I'm so going. Don't say I didn't tell you. You should be there, too.
Now, it happens that in the course of planning this event, I've heard from more than half of our Pan Am archery team and I'm looking forward to seeing this gang play in the games even more than before. I messaged them asking for amazing hair pictures to help promote this schtick. Jay Lyon and Patrick Rivest-Bunster were like, "Dude, I'm bald..." (Jay, especially, said it in a way that made me fall in love with him a little, though.) But I think Georcy-Stéphanie Thiffeault Picard might have been waiting all her life for someone to ask her. She takes full advantage of her insane mane, styling it up. Look what she came up with.
And now, if you'll pardon me, I'm going to go do nothing for a bit.