I'm spending some much-needed time with my hair stylist tomorrow. Because I'm starting to feel like the '80s Bon Jovi.* And I want to look like the '90s Bon Jovi. Less lion. Straighter layers.
But the scarves will remain. Always.
*Okay, okay, my hair isn't that bad. It's more like I'm channeling Brad Pitt circa 1994. Not unbearable, but a bit of a safety hazard. One gust of wind and I have no idea where I am.