I've never not had brown hair. I realize this is not a riveting topic, but for someone who has been (and greatly enjoyed being) a solid brunette for twenty-five years (and accidentally became a blonde), not being a brunette is a shocker. A "must-go-eat-endless-quesadillas-at-my-friend-Jillian's-because-I-can't-make-it-home-to-face-my-husband" shocker. (Jillian, you're a lifesaver. And Joshua, thanks for loving it.)
Girls change their hairs all of the time. I have friends who are blonde one week, brunette the next, and some crazy combination in the weeks following. I know of an incredible musician, Macy K, who rocks blue hair like it actually grew out of her head. It's a thing. This hair-changing game. I'm just a newbie, but since I can't justify going and having my entire head re-dyed, I'm here to rock it.
I'll report back on if blondes really do have more fun. (No, I won't.)
As promised, another literary-named playlist full of songs that I've been singing this past week. Do you know the book? On the right, you'll find links to love this weekend: our favorite family shoot to-date, a thoughtful documentary, and something that might make you laugh. (Did you miss the last playlist "TIMSHEL"? No worries. Go here.)
a playlist comprised of all the songs I walked around singing in the last two weeks
LINKS TO LOVE THIS WEEKEND
Two of my favorite friends, James and Anastasia, made potentially my favorite baby, Theodore. Then we took photos.
Do you know how your clothes are made? After watching quite a few documentaries and reading up on some of my (old) favorite companies, we've decided only to purchase ethically-made clothing from companies that can prove their practices. (Gosh, I'll miss you, Madewell.) If you're interested in knowing the effects of your fashion choices, start here.
Whine About It: The Worst Things About Being An Adult. Dude, I hear ya. Guac is extra.