Those who know me best are aware of my penchant for randomness. The way I see it, being unpredictable is much more fun. There's enough rigidity with everyday life, calculation, where you're expected to color inside the lines. But let's face it, spontaneity adds spark and dimension to the grind and routine of ho-hum. Calling all free birds here. I liken it to going barefoot as a child. (or as an adult? yep, this southern girl hasn't managed to break that habit!)Random. Be random. Keep it stimulating, alive. Keep 'em guessing.
That said, I'm still on the fence about my latest haircut. At first I didn't like it much at all. I looked in the mirror in frustration, disappointed that it hadn't worked out they way I'd hoped. (You colored outside the lines, T, and now look -- you've made a mess!) Sigh. But that was before I'd had a chance to wash, dry and style it myself, play with it a bit, try a couple different looks with it. This latest cut began with several bad hair days, but I'm starting to get the hang of it now, how it responds to different styling approaches, what works, what doesn't. Every day I'm liking it more and more. The toughest part is trying to get it into a ponytail (that stays!) when I'm working out at the gym. It's barely long enough to pull back, and I usually have to attempt a few redo's before the hour is up.
I still look at photos of my long hair and think, ugh! wait! Maybe I should let it grow long again. And just when I'd decided that I
"Oh, you cut your hair!" (Yeah, like a couple months ago?) "It looks great!"
Thanks.
"I love your haircut. Who does your hair?"
anD random!
The only thing I can rule out for certain is pink or purple hair, tatoos or body piercings. Yes, random is fun, but some things just are not negotiable!
November 2013
Baby steps - March 2014
More comes off - April 2014
Proof -- how fast it grows - May 2014
Random high & low lights
Can you read my mind?

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