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I can't wait for winter to end, for various reasons. I can photograph outside, I won't have to wear tights with everything, I hate them they're so constricting yet necessary. Also layers of leather and wool are no longer needed, plus summer means no more high school. Which is both scary and fantastic. Sorry I might mention grad once per post, but that's only because I'm really frightened. I don't want my friends to leave.

So I'm growing out my hair. Can you tell? Does it get longer and longer ever post? I like to think it does. Anyway this morning I layered it a little, basically just cut random pieces because I thought it would make the hair appear disheveled. I just love a huge mass of big hair, so wild. And I'm also wearing make-up, for once.

wearing a dress from Kensington Market, bracelets made by me, my talented sister and the one with eyes on it my mom's friend Martha gave me (it's from Turkey!) and finally old low cowboy boots, which my mother wore when she was preggers with me. Is that too much information? Too bad.