I have successfully re-organized my closet and unsuccessfully dyed my hair brown. Still pretty black. But i’m getting used to it. Met Danny for dinner. He likes the color. I’m not used to the shock of black waves…i’m a feathery brown lion person. Bright side. It’ll fade in a weekish.
I have a new pair of boots! Four dresses. A raggedy hobo blazer thing. I look so scruffy sometimes. My curls have died (JOY TO THE WORLD) officially into waves. I’m too tall for most of my dresses. Kit doesn’t even call them dresses. Someone needs to revolutionize the lingerie industry and create a bra that has no straps and doesn’t fall off your boobs. I’d pay a hundred bucks for that one.