Confessions of a Clueless Romantic

Forgive me, dear blog, for I have sinned. It’s been a long while since I’ve confessed. One hundred and twelve days but who’s counting. They say, no matter how far the chick strays from mother hen, it will always find its way back to the nest. So here I am, after days of playing grown…

We Should all go Natural

  It’s precisely 7 months since I picked up a scissors and chopped off my hair in frustration. I don’t quite remember what led to what, but I’m extremely sure the dominant emotion was that “I’d had enough”. It was bad enough that I had to constantly spend money on relaxing solutions and hair style…