I braved the world of cross-cultural hairstyling yesterday and ended up with an accidental new look — darker color and heavy, straight across bangs. I kind of dig the bangs with my glasses….
Catie cried when she saw me and said “You aren’t my Mommy anymore.” Her sister pulled that on me once too when I got my nosed pierced, which in my opinion is a lot more subtle than a change in hairstyle. I supposed is karmic payback for the time my mom went from Marsha Brady to Mia Farrow and I lost it when she walked in the door. Reap it, sister!