This item from my wardrobe isn't really something from my wardrobe. Well, it sorta is. My hair counts, right?
I cut my hair recently.
I went in for a trim, and then got to talking hairstyles with my grandma, and everything just kinda snowballed. It's pretty short now! I was lucky enough to be able to donate to locks of love as well, which takes hair (it must be at least a certain length) and makes wigs for people going through chemo.
It took some getting used to, and I wasn't sure if I liked it at first, but it has grown on me. Probably literally, I guess. It is hair, after all.
Besides, now I can look like Snow White if I want to.
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