Or….if my mood was romantic, I could put it up in a bun or a beautiful braid.
But the reality is this….but not that good because I have a fat face.
And I have tried…..oh how I’ve tried….to let it grow out. That’s when the barrettes, headbands, and bobby pins all come out. But the final straw, when I know I can’t take it anymore, is when I walk around the house holding my bangs in a wad and pulling them straight up….I can’t take it!! So my hats off to you (or in my case maybe I need to leave the hat on..) to all of you that can grow your hair out after you have had a short haircut. I think I will go watch G.I. Jane now.