Exposing "Problem Areas"
I hate my arms with a burning passion. I've made an effort to keep them covered from the age of twelve, and at this point, it's kind of cumbersome. It's August now, and I live in Texas, and in this particular moment, I was not up for any extra clothing. I also didn't want to look too frumpy. So here are my arms.
I haven't touched up my hair color in months, and I actually like the way my new growth looks against the orange. I'm basically keeping it until my former hairdresser mother tells me it looks too horrible. The ribbon was an afterthought, but an appreciated one. I think I need to wear ribbons in my hair more often. Maybe.