I really really hate shopping on a deadline. Especially in the crowded streets of Oxford Circus in November! Christmas is already in London - they turned on the lights this week, and Monday night at 7pm is shopping time. I almost bought an overpriced "vintage" handbag in the mind-numbing frenzy just because I needed SOMETHING to go with my outfit tomorrow...fortunately I am saved yet again by my amazing flatmate for jewelry and handbag.
I'm soo tired...plan was to be asleep super early, but I lost an hour somewhere and now it's 11:30, early than usual but not enough to make a difference in how I feel tomorrow.
The hair was fun today, love getting that immediate reaction from people!
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I remember the first time I cut my hair short, at the end of our senior yr of high school. Zach and I had been dating for several months, and the day of my haircut I was to meet him and his parents for dinner at a restaurant. So I was there waiting, with my new pixie cut, and he walks in and he said this is pretty much what went through his mind: "Hey that girl's pretty hot. Now where's Marcy? Hey wait HOLY CRAP that's her!" lol
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