This time last week I was a happy hair bunny. I had been planning to dye my hair and revitalise my look for the upcoming winter months.
Then came the damning hair appointment, I went in for a trim and came out with a franken-fringe, how very apt for Halloween.
Put together with the result of a kinky hair-pulling sesh, my hair now resembles a cross between frankenstein and a tufty duck; a franken-tufty-duck.
My hair grows pretty quickly but I have put the colour change on hold - there is no need to draw attention to the top of my head for the foreseeable future.
I apologise if I seem hair obsessive.