Thursday, August 18, 2005
Bangs... are that on which the world hangs
Thank you They Might Be Giants.
Yarrgh. My bangs are at that annoying stage of growing out where they're too long to be bangs, but aren't long enough that they can mix with the rest of my hair. And I'm debating whether I should cut them before I go on vacation, but then the whole growing out process will have to start all over again when I get back, and that seems kind of excessive just to have some good vacation pictures.
P.S. Aren't you glad I started updating again? Don't you want to hear more about my oh so fascinating life? Bangs. Christ.
Yarrgh. My bangs are at that annoying stage of growing out where they're too long to be bangs, but aren't long enough that they can mix with the rest of my hair. And I'm debating whether I should cut them before I go on vacation, but then the whole growing out process will have to start all over again when I get back, and that seems kind of excessive just to have some good vacation pictures.
P.S. Aren't you glad I started updating again? Don't you want to hear more about my oh so fascinating life? Bangs. Christ.
Comments:
Let them grown out while you are on vacation! Since you'll be kayaking and stuff, you can excuse any fly away hair and bad-hair days on nature.
That's definitely a point. Plus I bought a cowboy hat that I'm planning to wear most of the time I'm outside anyway. It's dyed a light green color, though, which is kinda chi-chi. But hell, I can just tell anyone who mocks it that we Texas gals like to be practical and look good.
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