Zero Control & Still Glad.

Today: I was CARless. Vehiclely deficient. My mother dropped me off at the mall. I got clostraphobic in the stores so I waited 7 minutes for a pretzelmaker to make me a pretzel dog. During which time I got teary and emotional about all the people and how commercialized society has become and vowed to never buy clothing again. Which lasted only 20 minutes. I decided to stick to the outside of the mall for emotional safety. Walking through the parking lot singing David Bowie songs until I came across a few fellow humans...who I quickly avoided...how social of me. I found myself a lonesome curb to sit upon. But while in the process of sitting I ripped my pants. Just a little ;) Just enough. I grabbed my pretzel dog out of the bag but before it could reach my mouth that dear dog slid out of the pretzel and may have fallen on the ground. I picked up that dog and ate it anyway.  It was not delicious. So with hands that smelled of mustard I bought a scarf.
      It's been such a long time since I've gotten my hair cut. Months and months. That's what happens when you don't work at the salon no mo. Which I'm grateful for in so many ways. I don't miss so many things about that atmosphere. And I love living in an environment where I'm not constantly reminded of womans need to be vain and materialistic.
      So...it's also been a long time since I've had such a conservative hairstyle. No neon orange, no pixie, no a-lign, no asymmetrical haircut. Not even drastically short and choppy child-like bangs. And to be honest I don't think I'm really very happy with it. We'll see in a week. See what I can do with it. I would be thinking about going in to get my bangs cut different and shorter but they've been thinned out so much I don't dare do anything :( thinning shears were not meant for girls with already not so thick hair. Don't care what you tell me or how long you've been doing hair or even how long you've been doing MY hair...I may be going back to cutting my own hair. Is there anyone you can really trust in this world?

Before:

After:

I think I can handle it though. I can tolerate, even love any hairstyle. I"m convinced ;)