Good grief.

I suppose I might as well give up and admit that I’m turning into a girly girl now. But I keep fighting against it.

I was a tomboy growing up. The closest I got to girliness most of the time was when I wore the required dress to Easter Service. In junior high I had bangs.
That’s about it.
But now I own multiple (more than one!) skirts/dresses. I’m going to get all dolled up and be in my best friend’s wedding. I’ve been wearing little hairpins with sparkly bits to keep my hair away from my face. I own a growing collection of snug girly tops. And I just gave in and went to a salon and got my hair dyed to cover up the grey.
I’m even considering getting my hair trimmed occasionally to cut down on split ends.
Good grief.

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