my camera is in my car right now or i'd have it out for a self portrait.
2 weeks ago i went in to get a hair cut. i've been in search of a good stylist for 6 years. i'm not kidding people. 6 years. that's how long i've been in the never ending abyss of bad hair. i finally gave up and just grew my hair out and only went in for a trim every 6 months or so. but i wait....and wait....and wait......until my hair is pulled into a ponytail 24/7 for about 3 weeks and then i know i need to get it cut. NOW. there is no time for an appointment. there is no time to seek out the perfect stylist. so, i guess the 6 years of bad hair is really my own fault.
2 weeks ago i couldn't take it. i headed in to get a few inches cut off...which was going to be drastic for me.
i walked out w/ 6 inches cut off. 3 inches more than i wanted and 3 inches more than i had given permission for. it was a horrible, horrible day. but i'm not focusing on the ugly past. i am moving forward.
today. i found a little slice of heaven. right down the road from me. and all i have to say....is....
David Beckham is so going to marry me.