I've more or less given up on trying to keep these photos in chronological order, so here's a photo that clearly asks the question: "What the Devil was I thinking?" Shortly after moving to L.A. in 1966 I decided I wanted to be a blond and tried it for about three months, just long enough to get it out of my system. If it's true that blonds have more fun, I didn't notice.
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