The answer is yes--I am in desperate need of a hair cut. In spite of my epic sinus flu, I'm journeying to downtown Columbus with kleenex and drugs in tote to the Aveda salon. I know people use expressions like "pain is beauty," but more importantly, I call upon Steel Magnolias--and my hair looks like a brown football helmet. Thanks, Sally Fields.
A girl can only get away with pig tails for so long.
Besides, what could be better for the body or soul than a little spa treatment. I may feel like crap, but my hair will be fantastic and chakra balanced.
In all fashion relevance, I think hats may be my favorite summer accessory. I'm all about keepin' it light.