September 16th, 2008
I appreciate the comments you guys left on my hair-cut dilemma. I wavered briefly but then my bangs got in my eyes once to often and I decided to bite the bullet.
I called the new hair dresser.
He took one look at my shaggy mane and took action. I admit, I was a tad nervous when I saw the length of some of the pieces that were falling to the floor around me, particularly in the front. I’m going to a conference for romance writers and I didn’t want to show up with a mullet!
I’m happy to report that all is well. It’s a little different than it was, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. It’s more sexy-messy now than just plain old messy. One less thing for me to worry about.
On to wardrobe decisions now…
It sounds like leaping into the pond was an excellent decision. Clothes? The last conference I went to, I took about three times the clothes I needed and wore very little of the fancy stuff.
Next time, I’ll know…
by anny cook September 17th, 2008 at 10:42 am