blouse: thrifted sweater:thrifted skirt: handmade belt: thrifted tights: Kohl's shoes: Call It Spring
Yesterday while my hair was doing it's crazy bun thing a girl came up to me and said,
"excuse me...do you do your hair yourself."
girl: "you shouldn't do it anymore..."
girl: "you should have your husband do it for you."
me: "Is it a little too crazy for you?"
girl "......nooo?well does your husband like your hair?"
me: "sometimes. Sometimes he doesn't. But I do what I want."
girl: (awkward smile)"...oh....okay then"
awkwardly walks away.
What just happened there? Is that what I think it was? Did she diss my hair when she hadn't even met me before? You know what this gives me...incentive to make the bun even bigger today and hope that I see her again. I'm coming for ya crazy bun lady!