Recent photo of me
Summer 2011
I've had my mop of a fringe for nearly two years now, yes two years. We've shared some good times together, I met my boyfriend because of you, I get asked ID all the time because of you and now I'm not sure I want a you anymore.The upkeep of my fringe is a bloody pain in the arse. I have to cut it every 2/3 weeks and the only person who cuts it right is my mom (she's a hairdresser, and the only person I trust with my hair) I sometimes cut it myself but that can sometimes turn into an even bigger disaster.
Maybe I'm only feeling this way because it's at the awkward stage where I can't do anything with it. I can barely see anything...
What do you think? Keep it or get rid? Let me know you lovely peeps.
Me without a fringe
