The weirdest thing happened the other day. I was at work and was looking for my mentor, who was in a meeting. While I was on the search for my mentor, I ran into another teacher who said she'd send my mentor my way if they crossed paths. This is not all that weird in itself, but about 5 minutes later, I could hear this other teacher in the hallway saying, "Hey, that new teacher lady with the long blonde hair wants you."
Now, I wasn't blogging back in 2011, but in 2011, I had kind of a weird life experience and I chopped off all of my hair a la Emma Watson. I wavered between feeling super chic and French-ish and feeling like an awkward teenaged boy with my pixie cut, but the long and short of it (haha) was that I decided never to cut my hair that short ever again. I've been growing it out ever since.
When I lived overseas and made quick trips home, my pals were always totally shocked by how long my hair was, but I didn't really see it. It's just been something that's attached to me, I see it every day, but I tend not to think much of it... until this teacher totally overlooked the fact that I have a name and used the length of my hair as my one defining characteristic.
And then I took these photos. And my jaw dropped, because wow... my hair is getting pretty long!
And hey... how cool are my new shades?
What's sustainable about this outfit?
: the tie dye top was thrifted
: the necklace is handmade
: the rings are handmade
: the earrings are handmade