The other night I went to see In the Next Room with a good friend, put on by the SA State Theatre Company. Unfortunately I couldn't see it in time for a proper review to be worthwhile (ie drawing in more audience) but I was kindly still invited to go along and I had a blast. It was incredibly funny, well acted and I enjoyed the costumes a lot, too.
Oh and I've had a haircut. (Which the incredibly unimaginative subject would have given away somewhat.)
Hair flowers | home made
Vintage necklace | etsy
Dress | made by mum
Belt | gift
I was only slightly apprehensive about my haircut. My friend Sonya wrote a well-timed piece about having short hair (and indentifiying as a fat woman) and the complicated relationships we often have with our hair and how it ties in to our identities and ideas of femininity a lot. These things weren't necessarily in my own thought process (I was mainly thinking 'no more hair scarf making me sweat in summer! No more long hairs everywhere! No more getting stuck in doors and seat belts and everything!') but it's still an interesting (& short) read.
I'll admit, there was a very small part of me that was wondering if I'd be happy with short hair: 1. after having long hair for so long 2. because I'm a couple(ish) sizes bigger than the last time it was this length as my body has changed, as they do (though I'll add that I'm happy and comfortable with my body about...99% of the time, I'd say). I am glad I took the risk because I love my new haircut. It's so easy to style (I barely have to do anything) and it feels so much lighter. Plus I felt a bit like Phryne Fisher (not to mention joining the multitude of bobbed-hair babes out there including some good friends of mine)!
Not the best angle to take photos from (seeing up my nose and what-not) but I like this shot.
Sometimes it's just fun to take photos of your shadow, don't you think?
And sometimes I like to turn my photos into black and white to see how different they look.
Andi B. Goode