I am going to a new hair stylist because Brittany the Wonder Stylist moved to Florida and left me forever, which makes me sad. The new hair stylist does the hair of everyone cool that I know, so she is going to be awesome, meaning I am ever so slightly afraid of her. Okay, a lot afraid of her. But that's normal for me when I'm around the sort of people who are stylish enough that I would have hidden from them in high school. (I hid from almost everyone in high school.)
I also have a bulge on one of my car's tires, which sucks. I guess new tires get to come before a recharged air conditioning. Pretty soon, I won't even need the air conditioning anymore.
Hey--does that mean the stuff they use to make your air conditioning actually cold will be cheaper? Because if that's true, I don't mind waiting.
In other news, I decided to try an outfit I found on Pinterest and this is how it looked.
|Please ignore the blanket behind me. I certainly did.|
Other people said I didn't look like a freak, so I am calling it a fashion success. Also I love my new boots. They are super comfortable. Also super adorable.
That is all.