I’ve spent the last hour desperately trying in vain (in all senses of the word) to take a picture to show you how good my hair looks right now. My camera must be faulty. But trust me when I say, it is the strongest, thickest and healthiest it has ever been. As someone who used to dye her hair more than she changed her bedding, my poor hair hasn’t been in a great condition since I was about 13. So what’s sparked this change?
There are few things in life that I find more awkward than a trip to the hairdressers. Being caught naked by my boyfriends family perhaps and… Nope. That’s it.