Thursday 4 October 2007

Heavenly Hair

Sometimes there's nothing like that just stepped out of a salon feeling. I imagine it's much like that fit girl giving you the 'look' for blokes. It's that walking down the street knowing that your hair just looks, well, rather fab. Whether you do or not is irrelevant. It's all about the hair. I think it might even be up there with very good sex... Ooh matron.
Call me shallow. Call me a girl (occasionally I am) - but when you're feeling low and the whole world seems against you, a new haircut really does take the edge off. Sigh. If only I could afford it more often. That and the ten million other things, naturally...