Purple Haze

My loving husband was awesome enough to come along with me last night to meet Michael Che. Thank goodness he was there because the neighborhood was a little rougher than I'm used to. Don't get me wrong: I'm sure they're all lovely people, but standing outside like that for so long started getting to me.

At least I got a lot of people honking and yelling out their car windows about all my purple. It was pretty funny.

Keith was trying to document the cool colors in my hair right now.

The back view...

My sweetie!