I've just got back from having my hair cut! Yays! I've needed a haircut for ages, and inevitably I've gone back to the fringe which I've had ever since I was 2.
For the millionth time, I've had a fringe cut in. It looks nice, I like having a fringe; I feel weird without one, but I know I will get annoyed with it when it gets in my eyes or when it's greasy all the time.
I also got my ridiculously thick hair cut with the razor and my layers made a little shorter. Hairdressers always get annoyed because I've got so much hair it takes about twice the time it normally would: I've had the equivilent of another person's head of hair taken off with a razor and it still looks pretty much the same.
But enough hair and more about chair - I'm just off to fix a really lovely old chair that George stole for me, (some neighbours were throwing it out) the seat's broken through but I think I can make it look nice again... I might give it a fringe... we shall see.
About Sophie
- Sophie
- Sophie formed from the mould found on the bottom of a writer's mug of tea. Not much is known about the writer, except that they were shite. A considerable amount is known about the mug, however: it was a white mug with The Beatles images on the side. Many believe this is the cause of many of Sophie's traits, such as her pale shiny skin and her treatment of The Beatles like Gods. Some might say Sophie talks too much crap. Some might say her use of large font is quite irritating. Some might say she’s a twat. All of these are true of course, but you’re the one reading the blog so now who’s the twat, eh? This is the blog of Sophie, and her adventures, thoughts and opinions.
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