After my shift today I went to check out a new place someone recommended. They were pretty booked up so I couldn't get the full cut & dye that I wanted. I ended up just asking them to trim my bangs. So he did and everything went fine. I get into the car and smell something really good. So I'm like, 'hey! my hair smells really good!'
But I can't figure out where the smell came from... it's an hour later and I can still smell a bit of it (I mostly smell coffee because that smell is embedded into my work clothes).
Anyway. It smelled so good. I'm definitely going to start going to these people. But where did the lovely smell come from?!
I don't even know why I'm writing about this.
In other news, my singing teacher is on vacation for a few weeks, and her replacement is a guy who sang in The Nylons for a couple years. If that name doesn't ring a bell ... they've had seven gold and platinum recordings, so you've probably heard something by them.
It should be good!
Also, my birthday's on Tuesday. My birthday dinner will be somewhere that sells crêpes. I'm determined!
Just as long as I get my crêpes.
I still need to go Christmas shopping. I'm running out of tiiiiiiime...
To summarize, I wish my hair looked like this:

But it does not.

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