It's hard to tell who's behind those mangy locks, but if I had to venture a guess, I'd say Alison Mosshart. And while I've recently come to realize that she's probably a super conceited bad word in real life, I still can't help but find her incredibly, incredibly hot.
This picture pretty much epitomizes my current state of existence. I've been living in my poncho, reading a whole lot more than usual, and I just got my own mangy locks trimmed for the first time in over three months. However, if someone were to take a picture of me in my continuously disheveled state, it most definitely would not turn out this good.
So... here's to you, Alison. Come back to Nashville so I can drool over you in person.
(10.17)
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