**pic belowmy hair appt was yesterday.
it didn't go so great.
i'm not sure if it was my fault or his but i thought,
"i want ombre hair" was pretty universal.
maybe the picture i brought was too...i don't even know.
so i look like a modern day cruela de ville...in a so not cool way.
i woke up a little after 5am to feed jj and i couldn't go back to sleep
because all i could think about was how my hair is an
i'm going back...don't worry.
i just feel bad that it didn't turn out right in the first place...i was there for 4 hours.
until then...this is what i wore yesterday:
i wanted to wear my seychelles
but honestly they aren't an everyday shoe for my life.
what? you're shocked i can't walk
in a 5 inch wedge all day?
yeah, me too.
here they are...and also my super-awesome-amahzing fashion poses,
prepare to be mind-blown.
yes...there is considerable baggage in the crotch, knees and thighs
of my beloved cropped jeggings.
alas, they are too big.
but the next size down is too small.
i'm a mutant.
i have to say being inbetween a size is the highest level of annoying.
right now i'm wearing a size 16-
that's right, i said it.
i know, i look pretty good for a 16.
was that totally self-absorbed or what?
i'm over it.
my goal is to be...wait for it...a size 10.
by jan 1.
and that's how i'm ending this post.
remember yesterday when i was shaking because i was so nervous about you?
i'm sorry you went through so much and now you look dumb.
you have been a torment through-out my life and i've finally grown to love you...
and then i pour chemicals all over you and you look dumb.
i promise hair, i will get it all figured out. you're so healthy and beautiful...i'm sorry if i'm about to
damage you even more. please forgive me.
and by forgive me i mean don't get all frizzy and crap-tastic on me.
**pic update...b/c i know you want to know** also: this is 7:30am, i haven't even rubbed the crap out of my eyes.