I got my hair cut today. Under normal circumstances this would put a spring in my step and cause me to whip my hair back n forth
. For me, a new do gives me a confidence boost that some women can find in a pair of shoes or a new hand bag. I love the way it feels as it blows in the wind, like I'm on a shoot of America's Next Top Model
. Its soft and luxurious shine nearly causes me to hit the car in front of me as I admire my coiffed locks in the rear-view mirror. Heaven must feel something like this (minus the elderly woman flipping me the bird). How could this day be ruined??