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Haircut

Over the last year I've either not felt well enough to get my hair cut or been in hospital. Because of the huge doses of steroids I spent the end of 2012 and half of 2013 taking my weight ballooned and I felt so crappy about how I looked I thought it didn't seem worth getting my hair done when I felt I looked so terrible. 

So in the hope that my health has finally turned a corner and because I've managed to lose 4 stone in the last 9 months I decided maybe it was time to book the hairdresser. This was quite a big thing for me as it was one of the first steps in getting back to me. Me how I used to be as opposed to me how I am. Me well instead of me sick. Me living a normal life instead of living in hospital. 

So on Saturday morning the hairdresser arrived.  This was before...long hair that could easily be pulled into a hair bobble and piled on top of my head when I was too tired to a) brush it, b) wash it or c) care!


This is the during...


And this was the after (4 hours later!)


And to celebrate having new hair and starting to get back feeling like me again, hubby & I had a date. So here I am all made up. 


Having shorter, lighter hair means that I will have to wash it more regularly, blow dry and style and straighten it (none of which has been happening very much, if at all lately). I'm thinking that if I'm going to the trouble to do my hair I might add a bit of makeup. If I've done my hair and have makeup then really I need to get dressed as there's no point wasting this on pjs. So what starts out as a haircut snowballs into something more. 

NB x

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