Turns out my sweet spot involves a lot of 12% peroxide. Stay holy out there. Sun–kissed and living like a niche little light beam, the hair is lighter and the bangs are banging. Bleach, please... I’m favored. Just poured a little glow on my crown and felt my soul catch up.
Execution is 10/10 and everything is landing exactly where it should. You’ll see the girl with the blonde bangs looking like she has never had a bad day in her life (hi, it’s me!). Fully immersed in the best possible timeline right now. Grateful doesn’t even cut it.
Still me, just with a lil’ extra something. Life’s been testing my patience lately, so I went for some bangs to help face the chaos. Even when most of what I’m navigating feels like a total drag, catching a glimpse of this new look in the mirror is enough to keep me going. o___<