I think it may be time for a change of hair styles. I have an appointment with Billie the Miracle Worker this afternoon and I've got to make a decision. One of my style icons is a designer named Charlotte Moss, no not Kate's sister. She has the most wonderful hairstyle and I think it might work for me; I just can't make up my mind to do something that feels drastically different.
Yesterday I had to take my passport to prove citizenship at "guest teacher" orientation. The passport photo was made in 2009 when my hair was as long as I've ever worn it...that woman looks tired and old.
My hair is shorter now, but still essentially the same cut.
I showed Mother some pictures of the proposed new style. I needed for her to shout Eureka and validate my opinion. She just asked if it would be easier to keep. She did agree that I look better with shorter hair. My most truthful friend is in Colorado burying her mother, so she can't be disturbed with trivial life altering decisions. I have no where to turn. It is all on me to jump in with both feet and do this thing. I'm feeling up to an adventure, so this is going to have to be it. I'm doing it, I'm going extreme change...unless I change my mind between now and two o'clock.
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