I look fricking adorable with a fringe. Truth.
I also have the most amazing hair dresser in the world. The woman is nothing short of a hair genius. After 3 years, 2 salons, 4 house moves and 1 baby, I think she has accepted the fact that she is forever stuck with me as a client, slash stalker. And as if that wasn't enough, both Hell's Bells and Mrs Higginson also have realised the extent of her brilliance. Therefore, getting our hair done usually entails a full day of hair pampering followed by a girlie night out after having solved all the world's problems. I think the ammonia fumes encourages the most clever ideas.
Unfortunately, Mrs Higginson was off on a romantic trip to the Ice Hotel with Mr Higginson so she had to give it a miss this time. I almost consider that a reasonable excuse.
Having already decided to go with bangs this time around, I was already prepared for the cuteness to come. And after 2 hours of bleach in aluminium foil, chopping and fluffing - I was once again in love with my hair cut. I believe that everyone should cut a fringe at least once in their life, you're guaranteed to suddenly be cuter than Gizmo in Gremlins. God, I love the Gremlins.
Still not over the extent of my adorability; Zooey Deschanel - eat your bangs out.
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| Rocking my fringe! |
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| Bringing back the blonde! |
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| Still banging it at 3 AM after countless cocktails. |
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