This is what I looked like (more or less) yesterday.
This is what I look like now
I walked through the door terrified someone was going to say I looked like Sally (“Brown Football Helmet” – except I’d be blonde) Field.
No, instead Keira runs up and says, “Mum, you have a marshmallow head!”
Uh.
I guess it could be worse.
In all honesty, I do like the cut. This photo isn’t really a good example. So now I have a bare nape to the neck I haven’t had since primary school.
I call this the mini-breakdown-I-had-to-have-prior-to-my-30th-birthday. Manifesting itself in the form of fluffy hair.
