Out and about this morning I had 3 people compliment me on my hair, which made me think there is something wrong with it. Yep, that's how my brain works.
I never know what to do with it, so I kind of rotate between down and straight, braids or pigtails. I wish I had a better ability of actually doing my hair. Again the temptation to chop it off arises.
I should pick one thing a day and practice. I could probably make a bow out of my hair! Hair stylists love me and tell me I have 'Pinterest hair'. The perfect hair to try anything with. I realized today it is long enough to choke myself with. Too bad I'm not into erotic asphyxiation! At least then it would serve a purpose!