i'll admit it... this is never a very pretty part of the process. it's brutal even. i like to say she's sporting layers, but that's really just a euphemism for "i just cut the shit out of your ass hair."
and, of course, when ttyki's "looking her best" is always one of the few times she decides to parade about in the window. for all to see. i'm nervous someone will eventually sic the SPCA on me someday for animal abuse or neglect.
phase I is so bad that a gang of small latino children have just chided ttyki from the bushes, tried to reach in and poke her, and one young boy even ran around the corner and loudly growled at her.
my vociferous warnings to the children that "they needed to move on" which i doled out from my desk at the other side of the window while wearing a partially see-through chemise did nothing to slow their assault. i finally had to remove my project from the ledge and loudly slam all the panes shut.