I was dreaming of making an art car out of my gold 1984 Mercedes Benz. But I wanted to practice first, on something a bit more bite-size. My boyfriend had been riding without a helmet for weeks, successfully ignoring my plea that he get one soon. He's an Aries, which rules the head, and as is typical for his sign he can be stubborn, but also smart and inventive. So he came home one day and set a plain white helmet down in front of me. I'll wear it if you paint it, he said. White is boring. Now he wears it all them time, and I think he likes it. Girls have leaned out of their cars to shout compliments, Nice helmet!
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