A Weight Off My Shoulders

So this was me a few days ago.

This was me earlier today.

This was me a little later earlier today.

This is me now.

I’m very, very happy. Frankly buoyant with relief that I not only don’t hate it, but actually completely and utterly love it. This is of course what it looks like salon-fresh and blow-dried and styled and suchlike, but I had there were multiple stages in which I got to see what it was like wet and air-drying and I love that fully as much.

Tomorrow’s bed-head is going to be SPECTACULAR.