This is from the day that I decided it was time to cut my hair. I spent way too long in front of the mirror trying to tame my waves and frizz! Seriously, fuck that shit. I knew I was ready to go back to the easy pixie that is effortlessly cute and more my style. It always happens the same way. Why I don't just maintain the shortness for the rest of my life, I will never know! I start with a cropped hairdo and it grows shaggy after a few months so I decide to go for an asymmetrical look, bangs and then I even it out until I have the bob that you see here. It was actually long enough for a little pony tail!
dress : thrifted
cardigan : thrifted
boots : torrid
cat necklace : grandma's
glasses : coastal
I am way to lazy to deal with such foolishness! I get up early and work a 9-5 job and need something that can be done in a hurry. I enjoyed this phase but am glad to see it gone now.
The shorter side.
The longer and more purple side.
Farewell, long-ish hair! I have one more set of photos before cutting it but you can't really see it under the scarf. I bet I will also talk about my hair a million more times too. It's interesting, right?