After a lot of trepidation yours truly decided to hop and
skip her way to Republique and get a new haircut (Yaayyy!!!) and thus the
adventure commenced in a car without a GPS! As they say a good driver never
asks for directions – and ask I did not…landed myself in some strange parking
lot (luckily) after cursing half of Paris and their poodles…and made my way
over to all time favorite hair stylist – BTW Dom rocks (He compared my shampoo
sud filled ear to a champagne flute :P)
Anyway, after the haircut and a couple of kiss faced
pictures we headed out to buy shoes – Epic fail – its disturbing that I can
barely find shoes my size L
, especially on a day I have convinced myself that 200 Euros for a pair of
shoes is a good deal. And just when I was about to give up on the idea of
having any kind of luck beyond a good haircut a very good friend decided that
taking me out for an impulsive dinner is a good idea (I might add its one of
the better ideas he has had :P). So I got to discover some amazing, spicy
Chinese food and drove back to HEC sans GPS – this time without cursing fluffy
dogs or old women.
Back home I decided ta new haircut calls for a celebration
(and well there should be at least one day in the week when there is a real
reason to drink)! To cut a long story
short – I got wasted and went to sleep without drama (GASP!!!). woke up today
to a beautiful rainy day (not) and lay in bed chatting to people about random
things…got out of bed to brush my teeth and got a little heart attack when I
looked in the mirror – My hair was soooooooo weird :/ And then there was that
moment of clarity – I got it cut the night before! Yes, I forgot that I had a
haircut and got scared when I looked in the mirror the next day. Moral of the
story? After a new haircut I should write on my mirror that I got a new haircut
:P (Did you think I would say I should not drink???!!!!).
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