I always go (and come) back to my pixie haircut. Like an old familiar blanket that I just can't bear to live without. It's almost as if some hair fairy swoops down in front of me the exact same night I find myself dreaming of wanting to cut it all off again, and sprinkles her magic pixie dust on me so when I wake, going (and coming) back to that particular cut is all I can think about. Good thing I always do too because it's coming in quite handy this year with my resolve to flirt more with tomboy style - even getting me a cream-colored pair o'platforms just like the pixie pictured here. So nice to know I'm not the only one under this pixie dust stuff.
Photo Source: Vanessa Jackman
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