The sands of time are screaming through the hour glass of life freakishly fast. January has departed, been ripped off the calendar. 2011 is officially in procession, scared? Don’t be …its FABuary!
This is the point I really begin to grieve over the hair I so easily hacked off a few months earlier. A good 10 inches shorter, I really miss it (sob sob). My sister says I live my life through others i.e. I can’t eat gluten so on Sunday night I’ll cook spicy bean burritos or pasta for the whole house (minus me) to enjoy. It’s the same with hair; too many times I try something new to my hair only to regret it deeply. You would think I would have finally learnt not to act on impulse when it comes to my hair, but oh no I think it’s an ugly addiction that really will be the end of me. I came across this picture and fell in lust with the hair...
...so sleek, so shiny, so sharp. I wanted it to be mine but then I remembered I’m trying to GROW my hair and I get really quickly bored of full fringes on myself so like a good girl I set the picture down and stepped away. A little catch-up with the girls on Saturday, left me feeling happy because what did I do? Yes I got one of the minions to go for the cut. She has a very cute petite face and was the only one I could see carrying this off with style.
How hot does that look? The cut isn’t as sharp but that’s because she’s trying to grow out her bob, so this fringe was the perfect solution to the boring growing out stage our hair likes to torture us with.
Sending Love...Bizous!
