Well, I chopped my hair off this weekend. It was time to be honest. It was practically begging to be cut since all I did anymore was throw it into a bun for days at a time. Plus to my surprise when I sat down in the chair, my stylist said it was long enough to donate. I’ve never cut my long hair short enough to donate, so I feel pretty proud of my short locks.
What is it about a new year that just makes you want everything to be new and fresh? This year feels like a good one already, no? I have giddiness when I think about this year for some reason, I’m thinking this is a good sign.
This morning I pulled my typically spring white jeans out because you know…13 degrees. Makes sense. This is one of the coldest winters here in Texas that I can remember. I don’t know how you guys up north are dealing. Isn’t it like -24 in some areas? I. can’t. Hugs and blankets to you.
Sweater: old J.Crew / similar
Coat: ℅ Old Navy
Hat: old Gap / Similar
Lips: Nars in Gipsy