As a great man once said, “Sometimes young girls, they get weary”. Occasionally we need a change, just for changes sake. Life needs freshening up and shaking about to get the best out of it. I tried moving the furniture and overhauling my wardrobe, but I remained dissatisfied.
And so, while searching for the answer, I absent-mindedly started fiddling with my hair. My long, unruly, dry mop of hair. Aha! It had to go.
I hadn’t had it cut in over a year in an attempt to tighten the purse strings. it used to be my special treat every six weeks and I love my hairdresser to bits. Nothing beats a couple of hours in the salon with some trashy magazines and a bit of gossip during a blow-dry. I described what I wanted and he set about getting rid of a good foot of hair, leaving me with a cute, flirty, vintage bob. I loved it instantly and it has most certainly satisfied my thirst for change. The best thing was, that as I walked away leaving all that dry and damaged hair on the salon floor, I felt that I was leaving behind all my troubles which had been weighing me down.
Without further ado, here is a before and after.
great haircut! I love it how your cat got in the picture! My dog does that all the time! Even on the street with strangers!
Wow, love it. It looks great.
Love the cut, and love the cat! By the way, I nominated you for The Versatile Blogger Award in my post yesterday…no obligation to do anything about it, but hopefully, you got some new visitors.
looks great!
I think you look sexy as hell.
*blushing*