With me it has always been that way with fashion.
This week apparently with my hair.
I was sure I was doing the right thing. I thought it out. I envisioned it, I talked it over…
Today, I am thinking not so much. I mean it’s ok. I am not crying or anything, but I have so much hair that having it one length at this length, meh…
I really do better with it long with layers.
Great fucking hindsight now…(sorry Dad)
It will grow, and I will suck it up.
But I mean, don’t ya hate that?
I wonder what makes us envision things to be one way and then they turn out totally differently for real???
I could sure use that 5 cent shrink right now.
I mean it will be fine in the end. Right? You know why?
Because I got new boots…that’s right you heard me.
New boots fix everything don’t they?
I looked at this pair of cowboy boots in my girlfriends second hand store about a month and a half ago.
I loved them…like LOVED them, but they were too much money.
They are black and red…with studs on them. I LOVED them….yes…they are exactly like the picture. Exactly.
So after that long with my early onset of no memory, I had totally forgotten about them.
One day, the love of my life tells me he has bought me a treat…I am like “Nice!!! I love treats!!!”
He said I would need batteries.
Now I was a little thrown, because I have all the treats with batteries that I really need. Enough said.
Then he tried to torture me and make me wait. I wait well, so I said “ok, no problem, let me know when it’s time.”
I am like that at Christmas too, the best part to me is the waiting for it.
Anyways, I digress…
I had also had my eye on this beautiful turquoise ring in Courtenay…same story, too much money. But secretly I was going to go buy it for myself, because folks, TODAY, September the 13th 2012 is my 12th year as a non-smoker. Thank you very much.
When he finally stopped torturing himself, and gave up the present, it was in way too big of a bag. It was nothing I imagined it could be. When I opened the bag and saw the boots, I nearly had a jammer. I really did, and then he told me I had to try them on. I had just painted my toenails dammit, but I did what I was told…there was something in the right one, that wasn’t supposed to be there. Guess what is was…just guess.
Yep, it was the ring.
Now I have to tell you, that over my life with men…which has been varied to say the least. I have very rarely ran into a man that pulled something like that off, for absolutely no reason other than he loved me.
Pretty fucking cool. (Sorry Dad)
So that is how I got new boots. Really cool new boots. I don’t have a picture yet. I suck…So I borrowed it off the internet.
I have been too busy trying to fix my damn hair, and it is still too hot to actually wear the boots. I have the ring on though, and it’s lovely. I don’t have a picture of that either, because of my hair.
I can just blame everything on that for a few months til it grows. I know it will be fine once I get a bit more length back. I might start wearing it up more, it’s not that short, it can still bloody well go up.
And I seem to have a different look every day now, good or bad. That was kinda of my plan. Kinda.
I think I need to go buy a new pair of jeans to go with my new boots. And a scarf.
If my clothes are kicking, maybe no one will notice my hair.
Diversion is a beautiful thing.
Sounds good to me anyways.
And needless to say, I am really looking forward to fall now, and cooler weather, because I have boots. Kick ass boots.
And I am pretty sure I am not going to do the same thing I did with my hair. I am not thinking about this at all. I am just wearing the damn boots with jeans, t-shirt, denim jacket and crazy hair…and a big ass smile on my face.
Happy fall all!!