(Sorry about the cruddy instagram quality photos.)
Since making my 'blogging comeback' I have written about my new years project.
Today I took the next step in finding my confidence again and chopped quite a bit of length off of my hair.
It wasn't just the lack of confidence that made me do, but also the fact that Scout liked to use it as a rope swing and there is nothing worse than a small child hanging from your hair.
It may have taken me a few years to get it to the length that it was, but it feels sooooo much better now. It's more manageable, won't take as long to dry and (fingers crossed) won't end up scraped back into a messy bun every damn day.
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