So, for your viewing pleasure, here are a couple of photographs from the past year...
Let's start off near-ish the beginning. I decided to bleach my hair and dye it all sorts of interesting colours:
But after a little while, I rewatched The Hour for the millionth time, and went to see Mojo in London, and I had a little bit of androgynous 1950s revival.
Not long after that, it was all change again. As I grew out my hair, I submitted my dissertation (and later found out that I got a First!)
THEN, I decided, in the heat of my new all-consuming Scandinavian passion, that I would go blonde. So I did. I even celebrated Midsommar like a true Swede (or at least, that's what it felt like...)
What's more, I even graduated!
And then came the Big Chop. In a "now or never" sort of moment, I decided to shave off all of my hair.
All of this happened in just about a year. For a couple of weeks now, the '30s, '40s and '50s have been worming their way back into my life. And last week, I decided to take the leap and get my clothes back out of storage. This was all down to the wonderful The Fiercest Lilliputian and her hair, which is only a little longer than mine. She has an amazing vintage look, and she rocks is with this hair. I finally felt I had the courage to return to it myself, instead of waiting for my hair to grow into a more "vintage" cut.
So hello again! I hope you haven't completely forgotten me.