Earlier this week you would not have believed it was August. I was wearing a sweater, In August. In Chicago. This is crazy.
Oh yeah, I also got my hairs cut. I hadn’t done anything to my hair since November and I figured it was time. I seem to be back in the rut of letting it grow out and then getting it all chopped off. I’m kind of digging it short, though.
I was worried that it would look ridiculous after a lunch-time sweat-fest (aka the gym) but it turns out that when it’s short like this it just sort of does it’s own thing and I kinda like it!
Very Little Orphan Annie meets The Great Gatsby, no?
Anyway, I honestly can’t remember the last time I wore my black cropped pants. Let me check. Hold on….
Oh wait. It was here. I highly recommend you don’t click that link. It’s pretty horrible. Anyway, it’s been over a year. Crazy to think that black cropped pants used to be a work wardrobe staple!