I seriously seriously seriously hope that looked like a smiley with a hat.
Anyway, growing out my hair proved to be quite challenging. I am beginning to think I cut it too many times this year, that it might be slightly offed by moi. It’s taking its time to grow and well, the awkward length is making me feel less than fab.
So the natural solution, apart from the trim, is a hat. And did I have fun trying on hats. :)
I don’t know what’s up with my hand. Hahahaha.
In the end, I didn’t get any hats. But I just might get a pair of shoes.
Note to self: visit the salon for some protein treatment. I believe that’s what my hair needs right now. And probably a hat. I better pick one soon because to be honest, cold weather isn’t much of a hat season.
Unless your hair is susceptible to frizz.
As seen above, my mother is a very serious texter. Hahahaha. And she does this thing where she mouths whatever it is that she’s texting, as if checking if it sounds right (when it shouldn’t be a bother, because they’re going to read it, not hear it). So there.
‘Nuff said.
the salt of your skin 