Hi, friends. This is like a 'hi, I'm going to have a conversation with you via blog since I don't get to talk to you all much right now.'
So, I cut my hair. About 5 or 6 weeks ago. Sadly, I have not seen many people in the past 6 weeks that anyone other than school friends and a few people would know. Maybe my books and my iPad have noticed? Perhaps the coffee lady in the library? The first week I didn't regret it. It really does take less time. Starting week two, I started regretting it. And now I want my long hair back. I knew this would happen. How silly. It really isn't that short, but short enough. Ponytail-viable, though. That's important. I took in a photo of Olivia Palermo's cut as a guide. And I know I don't look like Olivia Palermo. That is obvious. But my hair stylist did a really great cut. I trust her. I just want my hair back. My layer of comfort. So, I try to curl it to make me feel better. It will grow. Yes, it will grow. It is not that big of a deal. And not as big of a deal as the fact that I really need to go study instead...Adios! Miss you, friends!