There’s no denying that I am finicky about my hair and trust absolutely no one, especially the stylist at beauty parlours. Ohh I have been through enough heartbreaks, and with unbelievable self control, have avoided running out of the parlour wiping my precious tears. The last haircut scared the living daylights out of me. Although I did look good in it, the amount of hair lying on the floor further weakened my heart. Luckily, my hair grows pretty fast.
So, this weekend, it was time to take matters in my hands. Snip snip snip … no fear when I can cut my own hair!! Layered the front, while keeping the original length 😀
Ever since my nose became extra sensitive to cold and dust, I have kept nail-art to minimum. But it’s hard for a nail polish addict to stay away from her paints, polishes and stamps 😀
As the temperature barely manages to reach a double digit, I am missing summers even more. 2-3 more months before I can get rid of my black and grey wardrobe. I do not like layering my dresses, maybe because I am not very good at it. So, right now it’s blacks skirts and stockings and shirts!! Boring!!
|The Colors of Summer
What’s more fashionable than a fitness!!
|The Wild Thing watching sunrise at Clovelly Beach