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Ten to Taylor: Let's talk about change.


I've never liked change. I'm the type of person who likes schedules - repetitive routines. I like doing the same thing over and over because it's comfortable. It's easy.

People can do the same thing for years and not realize they're doing it because they're so used to it. And when they look back, they realize they were uncomfortable or bored, and wonder why they never changed anything.

They wonder why they wasted their years.


And as deep as that sounds, that's not what this post is about today. Today we're going to talk about breaking free from monotony. Getting out of our comfort zones, experimenting with our self-expression.

Why? Because I got my hair cut the other day and I wanted to share it in a meaningful way. >.<


TADA! Doesn't my hair look just darling? :)



I've been dying to chop my hair off for quite some time now. I've had it long for a while, and only because I needed to put it up in a bun for dance. And since I've been out of dance for about two years now, I figured it was time.

So my wonderful mother and I drove on over to the hair salon. (~ >.<)~


About forty minutes and ten inches of hair later, this was produced. The lovely lady who cut my hair curled it as well, and I simply adore how it looks. I'm going to have so much fun styling it. :)

AND WHEN I SHAKE MY HEAD I FEEL LIKE TAYLOR SWIFT.

Short hair is empowering. I swear to you.


What do you think?

Comment your hair length below and tell me what you like about it. I can't wait to hear what you guys have to say. :)
xx Nicole Rose

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