I love Spring, but it does seem like a cycle of sunshine, wind then rain. (I like the first and the last...like bookends)
Braids are really really hard to pull off. In my head they're magical, whimsical and so full of potential. In real life, it's hard not to look like you're twelve.
In fantasy I imagine heroines looking something like this...
I guess I should find it heartening that those looks are at least possible?
These look a little more every day doable.
Whatever the case, I need someone ( sister/sister-in-law *cough* cough* ) to come experiment with me.
Posted by Ez at 4:35 PM