Have you given yourself permission to do something lately that goes against your usual habits.
Let me clarify …….I don’t mean anything immoral or illegal. But something you don’t normally do.
A guilty pleasure….. an indulgence in a certain food that’s usually off limits?
Put aside doing the laundry………. to read a book!
I recently gave myself permission to have a bad hair day and go with it…..
even out in public……. even on a Sunday.
I dared to have lunch and walk around town with my blonde, baby fine hair flying in the wind
and an elastic band securing the top. (picture not included)
This is a look reserved for the walls of my home and here I was ……..miles from home ….
a city full of people.
Doesn’t sound like much does it?
To me it was a big deal. My vanity doesn’t usually allow me to leave the house
without my crowning glory being curled, combed and sprayed.
And guess what? No one pointed and stared, no one snickered. No one called the makeover police.
The makeover dream team was no where around.
It was a glorious day.
While I was out, I took these photos in my yard of the gorgeous flowers of spring
with my blonde, baby fine hair flying in the wind and an elastic band
securing the top, uncurled and unsprayed. (I did use the comb ……….this time. )