Early morning view at the park-n-ride last week.
A year ago I decided to grow out my bangs. I didn’t expect to like it as much as I do. I love seeing my giant no-botox fivehead when I look in the mirror. I like being able to pull my hair back without fussing with my unruly bangs. It’s amazing how hostile I feel toward my bangs now that they’re gone.
I have mostly cut my own hair over the years and I used to keep it at basically the same length, even in the middle of my back. When I quit trimming my bangs, I quit cutting my hair completely and it’s gotten really long. During the snow I used some product and ironed it. I don’t think my hair has ever been this long.
It’s pretty scraggly but I’m going to let it keep going for now.
Check out this giant icicle. They had yellow tape blocking off the sidewalk so no one would walk under it. It’s all gone now.
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