4. Dye my hair
Often when I go through breakups or life changes, I change my hair. In the wake of my last major breakup, I cut my hair shorter than it had ever been (well, since birth). This time I cut and coloured.
I like the colour but I’m not sold on the cut. It doesn’t feel very ‘me’. It’s too mature, too sophisticated, not carefree and rockstar enough. Oh well, hair grows (and it does look nice, it’s just not me, if that makes sense).I`ll know better what I want for next time.
