Back in high-school when I was too-cool for long hair. I cut it allllll off my senior year and loved it.
I consider this one of my life-defining moments. Call me shallow, I don’t care, my hair made a huge difference in the way I saw myself.
And at the time (and maybe till this day) I saw myself as bad-ass for not being a stupid highschool girl with long, straightened, badly colored-orange-tinged hair…
Woohoo for being happy and unafraid of who you are.