I have a confession to make. I just spent a few hours working on a post for Bloggy Summer Camp where I included some photos from high school when I had big hair. I didn’t have to include them I just thought they’d add a fun element to the post but I must confess I’m left feeling pretty sad about my hair tonight. It didn’t hit me until I opened Flickr to get tonight’s 365 Days photo and scrolled down the page of photos. I don’t know why it bothered me but it really did. It was kind of like being unexpectedly punched in the stomach. I had this moment of, “Damn. I’ll never look like that again.” No more cheesy perms or big hair for me. Um, not that I would ever try to replicate my look from the 80s but if I had hair at least the possibility would exist
I’m not even sure why it bothered me because truth-be-told and I’ve said this a million times, I never had nice hair (see Bloggy Summer Camp photos) and I figured getting nice hair (my wig) was the bonus for getting through all this. Since this project is meant to be my journey toward learning to love myself I figured that is what I should write about tonight.
I guess I don’t have much more to say than that tonight so I’ll say thanks for stopping by every day. I love you all.
~ Carol Anne