Sorry to blog about my hair every time, but I’ve been going through this evolution of hairstyles and I feel like it’s important to document. For posterity. And to let my future self know what looked right on my crazy long face. Today I went shorter and darker imitating the cut of the nice girl we met in Savannah at The Paris Market. I think it’ll be better for convertible rides and I love it. I admire the women who have the patience to grow their hair out, but I suppose I’m just a short hair kind of gal.
Mammaw saw me tonight and said she loved it. In fact, she told me 3 different times within 30 minutes. If Mammaw likes it, it has to be good.