I always think of what my past self would think of me. Say we could hang out together in her time space or her in mine (aside from the shock of the possibility of all this) what would she think of me?
I for one want to slap the shit out of her for some of the things she’s going to do (not really, I mean I wouldn’t be me without her) .
That aside it’s interesting to think of the things we loathed then and enjoy now.
My mom always tried to convince me that I looked great in hats ,” you have the face for it” I can always remember her saying. Yet, stubborn and convinced other wise I hated hats! and by hate I mean I wouldn’t even wear hats in the winter for the sole reason of keeping my ears warm. I think it was less about the hat and more about my hair. I was really into my hair back then and refused to intentianly mess it up. Hat hair was practically signaling the end of the world for me at the time.
Fast forward!!!! I’m making hats my new thing!
I cut my hair even shorter a few weeks ago and it makes wearing hats that much easier. If you have short hair you know that unless you actually put effort into it when it looks like crap, it just looks like crap. Since I can’t pony tail or top knot my hair away hats are a short haired girls best friend.