Still getting used to the new hair and keep forgetting that it's no longer there... Like when I try to wring it out after a shower, or pull it on top of my head at night. There's a certain freedom in having shorter hair and I'm loving the feeling. Actually considering going shorter.
Met an old friend in town from New York for breakfast in Beverly Hills and he reminded me that the last time my hair was this short, we were roommates, still living and dying for acting class and that next gig. Oh, my... how life has changed.
I threw the faux fur vest on over my vintage denim on the way out the door because it's been so chilly lately. Chilly for LA, that is. (East coasters, feel free to laugh.)
Hope you're having a happy week!
