Sorry if I've been a sub-par blogger lately. I've been distracted by social engagements, another writing project, and these:
Yep, I went a little crazy on Wednesday and got bangs (or "fringe," as I believe you adorable Brits call it), and I've been staring at the mirror for approximately 23 hours a day ever since, trying to get used to the new look and/or resorting to drastic measures to make them stay the hell down.
Because you see, as cute as they may look in the above picture (not to brag), that was the professional version, with lots of drying and straightening and spraying and gelling. I was so happy with that version, I nearly cried. But then I returned to the real world, went to sleep, and woke up to find that my hair naturally falls more like this:
No Ben Stiller bodily fluids necessary. And now I'm nearly crying for a different reason.
But anyway, I'm working to make peace with my hair and planning to get back in the blogging groove and churn out some of the Greatest Posts Ever Written (way to set yourself up for failure, Winona). I've also been getting the Five Men revved up (they're divas and need some prep time), so look for a new FMFFI soon, and email me if you found something you'd like them to review!
Right now, I'm off to buy rubber cement (I lied about the whole "making peace with my hair" thing--I'm just stepping up the artillery).