So right now, she's working on pulling some face-framing layers that had been left shorter at the front into a better line with the longer ringlets former around my shoulders. Together we're getting to a shape I'm loving. I've been having such fun with Going Big, embracing the wild, while also remembering a small girl's ringlets, ever so long ago. . . .
I've just finished reading Susan Cain's thought-provoking -- and reassuring, for me -- Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World that Can't Stop Talking, and there's a connection with my surrender to my hair's will. I'm thinking that connection through and hope to write about it here, soon.
By then, your weekend will have been filled as well -- what are your plans?
And I'm curious -- do you find these Certain years, if you're in them yet, are making you change your hair styling approach? And is that with a sense of resignation or a sense of freedom and play? I know some of you have embraced the grey (I'm not taking that route for the moment, obviously) -- how's that working out? If you're still colouring, do you switch it up occasionally or have you finally found the perfect shade? A few fabulous women I know have buzzed it all off in support of cancer-fighting friends -- one woman, especially, just shone below her beautiful bald pate. Most of us, though, are not quite that bold. But with decades left to go, what are we doing with our thinning, greying crowning glory? Do tell, please. . . .