I may not have much, but I have great hair

I love YouTube. Do you know what I did last night? I watched YouTube videos on how to do my hair like a forties pin-up. And then I did it. What did I even do before the Internet? Clearly, I didn’t do awesome things with my hair. 

I’ve also watched a bunch of videos on how to do a beehive. And YouTube taught me how to feather my hair for Halloween. Is Toronto ready for the assault of retro hairstyles that I’m about to unleash on it? Will men still date me if I make them help me put curlers in before bed?

All this is a reaction to the budget thing, you see. I can’t afford a haircut (once you develop a taste for the expensive haircut, First Choice just will not do), and I can’t afford exciting new clothes. So instead, I’m going to muck around with my hair and fall back in love with some old closet staples. But I’m actually kind of excited about it. I have a job I love, so even if I’m making half as much money as I did waiting tables, who cares that my jeans are so last year? And no one notices what the girl with the friggin’ BEEHIVE is wearing.