Uhhh hi. Sorry about my (Kate’s) infrequency of posts lately! Gearing up for finals and trying not to die as my apartment actually falls apart around me (a story for another post. Teaser: A voodoo diorama may or may not be involved) have really annoyingly jeopardized my time.
But I’m here with some holiday-level goodness to make up for my scatterbrainz finals headspace.
Today, I, Hannah, am going to see my lifelong hairstylist, JoAn, for the first time in…a loooooong time.
This is going to be awkward.
Allow me to make all of my excuses to you. First, I lived in Wichita Falls, where JoAn does not live. And sometimes you need a haircut when you can’t drive down to Dallas. So there’s that. Continue reading