I went to get my hair done again today. By Milcah, of course.
QubeAshley did my brother’s hair.

I wolfed down rice and chicken curry before telling my brother that i just have to pop upstairs to do my makeup and change first.
“Why?” his rational tone broke out, “We’re just going to do our hair -_-”
“… True also. Okay dunnit!”

So we just ran out of the house and headed to Plaza Damas.
There was a terrific jam  outside Hartamas today… don’t know why.

After dyeing and washing my hair, MilcahG picked up her scissors.
“So… what are you going to do this time?”
She hmm-ed and cut away.
0_o Okay la. Trust the woman.

Instead of my layered rock cut, she changed it to something simpler.
At least it’s different from all the concaves and Rihanna’s and Paris’ i’ve been seeing people sporting. Sien.

“It’s very eighties now, you see,” she deftly blew-dry it and used her hands to mold, “It’s more slick. You can still funk it up if you want, but at least you can have it this way too.”
“I look like a boy.”
“At least you can carry this off okay, not everyone has a round head like you,” she tapped the back of my head.
“Okay okay, i like it la “

Now i’m thinking what clothes to go with this style already

I think it’s about time i start work.
By being (pretty darn) free and window-shopping in between meetings, i’ve acquired new hair products (from the wholesaler’s in Sungai Wang. Cheaper!), Shu Uemura eyelashes, MAC makeup, Aldo shoes and sunglasses

I think i spent less money when i was away on holiday