Calling this look my autumn effect. On a non-print wearing day, I enjoy the challenge of combing through my closet to see which complementary colors I can pair together. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. But when it does — like this time — I’m reminded about the necessity of stocking up on varying shades of colors that fall into the same family.
I’ll be back to posting regularly now that (real) life has calmed down a bit. Hope you’ve all been well!
THE AVERAGE woman will change her hairstyle 104 times in her life. Supremely confident I’m on track to exceed this figure after killing off my slowly dying perm for good (R.I.P. damaged hair) and now embracing straight and short locks. Sounds high at first BUT we’re women — we enjoy evolving, re-inventing ourselves, spicing up things… and most importantly, taking chances.
Sure, they’re temporary chances and risks because after all, hair ALWAYS grows back. That’s the great thing about hair — it’s universally and perpetually forgiving. You always have the extravagance of second, third and fourth chances to get it right.
Conclusion? So far, my hair is the most exciting relationship I’ve ever been in. [SAD FACE] And yes, even though short, it still keeps me warm at night! Ba-dum PSHH. [SAD FACE #2]
To quote one of my favorite movies, Beautiful Girls:
A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you’ve been drinking Jack and Coke all morning. She can make you feel high full of the single greatest commodity known to man – promise. Promise of a better day. Promise of a greater hope. Promise of a new tomorrow. This particular aura can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl. In her smile, in her soul, the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like it’s going to be okay. The supermodels, Willy? That’s all they are. Bottled promise. Scenes from a brand new day. Hope dancing in stiletto heels.