Blue Tights

Today a wonderful colleague of mine was wearing turquoise tights with a little black dress and flats. The dress and flats were conventional, but the tights were so outstandingly bright that it made her look amazing. She was totally hip-cum-corporate, perfect for the world of advertising, downtown Chicago, and our 5 hour "Storytelling" workshop. The workshop teacher (if you'd call her that with her unkempt hair, Tweety-Bird sneakers, and bright orange nails - no I'm not kidding) gave her super props for it and the whole class ohh-ed and ahh-ed at her trendiness. If I didn't love this colleague, I would've been super jealous, but since I do, I'm absolutely inspired.

I'm getting my hair cut today (Sidenote: FINALLY got an appointment after trying for THREE weeks. It's a 7pm, latest on the schedule, but it absolutely HAS to be done. I get to get my hair cut and styled and then go to sleep on it... nice)! Yippee! I am so thrilled because my hair is a mess. Not as bad as the Storytelling teacher (did I mention she was brilliant though, so her hair doesn't matter at all? She's won three Oscars!), but teetering on the edge of long, misshapen, and gross.

To tie it all together, I am inspired to do something less safe with my hair today. So I intend to get a funky (does using that work make me sound like a mom with an obsolete vocabulary????!) cut and then put a pretty headband in it. Like one of these. Don't you love them????

Your Inspired Friend,
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