Wild hair:
For a decade I cut my own hair and then I “matured” into having a professional stylist.
Tonight, I embraced my wild woman and my hair and the scissors danced.
wisdom in waiting.
i wondered for weeks… what would happen if i cut a new style?
will i like it?
what if i don’t?
the words & wonderings rolled around in my head until…
inspiration struck.
i stood before the mirror with a comb and scissors in my hand.
snip. snip.
trim. trim.
create the curve & smooth the edges.
i think it like it.
yes i do. 🙂
