Monday, July 8, 2013

The Perfect Bob

When I was in second grade, my mom could finally put my hair in pigtails. This was fan-freakin-tastic because if left to its own free will, I would end up walking around looking like a dandelion.
Then in highschool I chopped off my (finally) long golden locks until there was only about an inch left and died it bright white. Then orange. Then purple. Good times.

Now I let my hairstyle show off a bit of my wild side with the purple, but it's a bit tricky to find a bob that's edgy enough, but not too edgy. Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the perfect bob: