Unconsciously, I have cut my hair off after a relationship ends. I cut my hair recently and it's shorter than I thought I wanted it, but I loved it. Due to curiosity, I asked it to be textured so that flat ironing my hair would become easier.
On that day, I wasn't paying attention. I was busy reading a gossip magazine (ooooh, pretty pictures.) and I paid little attention to how much was being cut away. Now I hate it! I don't want anyone to touch it. My hair feels violated. I'm not in love with my hair. I am forced every day to flat iron it. Each morning I wake up looking like Nikki Sixx. All I need is some black eyeliner and I'd be set.
I am finding it more difficult to style. It'll prolly take about 3 months to grow out. Until then I will be gearing myself up in the mornings with "Shout At the Devil".
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