Still so in love with all white looks, which is more or less what I wore yesterday with the exception of the leather jacket I threw on to combat a little morning chill and ending up wearing almost all day because I’m a barometric wimp. I always somehow forget that I own these lace shorts-every now and then I find them crumpled in the bottom of one of my drawers (I may be just a little disorganized) and manage to incorporate them into one or two outfits before losing them again in the small-scale clothing topography going on in the general vicinity of my bedroom floor.
To change subjects completely-I’ve been growing my hair out ever since last New Year’s Even when, in one of those late-night, unfortunately spontaneous decisions I tried to dye it blue and through the inexplicable powers of evil hair nymphs or some other malicious mythical creature only I believe in ended up with a bleached out magenta near-afro. It’s finally gotten back to a length where I can do stuff with it again and has something of a naturally occurring hair color (yes, I realize ombre doesn’t occur naturally but...you get the point). At the present though even my split ends have split ends and every time I look closely at my hair I feel a little disappointed in life in general, so tomorrow I’m going to make my first hair adjustment in way too long. I’m more than a little nervous.