Last week I was working in Kelowna and had a bit of time to kill between appointments, so thought I would pop into the mall to buy some big-city treasures.
Remember how I said I liked my bangs? Well, I have changed my mind.
The hassle now outweighs the benefits and I think I am going to grow the shaggy strands out, starting now.
There is just the teeniest hint of spring in the air and it’s making everything OK again.
It’s been about a month since I got bangs and here are my thoughts on the matter:
January is a tough one. December is her manic sister who flits wildly from party to event, never taking a moment to breathe, while January is dark and broody and kind of fat.