Little things

     I decided to scour my closet at the early hour of 5am for a pair of clean jeans to throw on for work today, which turned out to be a good thing despite almost face planting the floor due to being half asleep.  My closet is currently the graveyard where I've buried the pants that don't fit me at the moment.  After going through a stressful situation last year, I lost all hold on the reigns of my healthy diet and went in the absurd direction of carbohydrates. I just can't shake my Lithuanian/Russian genes from my great grandmother and my German genes from my great grandfather that control things I crave such as pierogis, potatoes, stews, breads, pancakes, and most of all, beer and sugar beet wine. It's all inherently the things I feel I should eat and drink. Do that for 8  months and you get a little sausage body when all you have in height is 5'2".  I do adore my height, by the way, but it does me no favors when it comes to my weight. It's a precarious balance.
     Regardless, I decided to either ruin or make my day by trying on a pair of said ghost jeans. After all, I've been back to normal eating over the last 2 months, being healthier again and only carbing up once in a while. Alas, the jeans fit.  Not only did they fit, they were comfortable.  Oh thank the gods. My impending 8 1/2 hours at work won't suck today. 

     Along with my jeans now fitting properly, my extreme pixie hairstyle is growing out. This was my first time experiencing a pixie cut and I went all out, having the stylist buzz cut all the way around the back of my head as well.  I've always had long hair and my prior shorter cut was grown out to my shoulders in a mere year.  I figured if I were still in the short range, if I wanted to try this pixie thing, now was the time.  It's been a love/hate relationship, to be honest. I feel bare and exposed, needing a scarf to cover my neck at times.  I also feel like a little kid, which I am mostly on the inside, and that little girl loves it.  Now comes the time for styling outgrowth. I'm going to let it go wild again, gypsy wild, with its natural waves doing their best to make me feel pretty. It's already curling up where I've had to whip out the hair straightener. 

     Scouring the internet for styles, I've found some nice vintage/retro styles that I think are quite nice. I've always felt like I didn't belong in the times I've been born into but rather the 20's through the 40's.  There are tons, if not too many, sites devoted to this style.  It's a bit overwhelming. I could waste days going through it all.

I've narrowed it down to a few.


There's the vintage wave courtesy of Hairfinder.com

 















Also, the rolled-back look aka victory rolls, that I used to wear when my hair was longer. Courtesy of TotalBeauty.com

Lastly, the inevitable bob that will emerge.  I don't want to use a celebrity reference but Katy Perry has the same shape to her face and hair color as I do so it works. Courtesy of TheHairstyler.com

Herein ends my chatter for today.