And I generally have this anxious feeling like I don't know what to do with my life, and have lost touch with that false sense of control you have over your own life.
So I did what every woman does to cope with change: I did something drastic with my hair.
Fig. 1. Drastic Hair Change, circa April 2007.
So, I think I put my hairstylist, who I adore and would follow to the ends of the earth, into a bit of a panic, because it is so different from what we've been doing the last 5 years, and didn't turn out the way she envisioned. But I'm definitely fond of it. Even after a wash or two.
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