That’s Stella

I got the chop!

Admittedly after watching The Devil Wears Prada a few weeks ago, going back to the fringe has been on my mind. So I booked an appointment with my hairdresser and thought I’d leave it up to him. I have a secret love affair with my hairdresser. I’ve been going to him for nearly two years and he’s never let me down.

So I told him I wanted to look hot. And without consulting me, he started snipping away. And I’m kinda glad he didn’t tell me what he was doing, because any mention of the word “bob” and I would’ve dissappeared faster than you could say abracadabra. But, I am in love with my new do! He gave me a semi bob with this awesome straight sexy fringe that sits just below my eyebrows. I LOVE IT!

Since I was 15 I’ve always had some sort of fringe. I feel exposed without one, and this full fringe just lets me hide from the world even more hehe…

I had dinner with one of my besties that night and he said “It’s not that your hair didn’t look good before, but… it’s just that…if you weren’t my best friend I’m pretty sure I would be hitting on you”.

Now if that isn’t the sweetest thing!

I must admit after that comment, the only thing on my mind was how I could get a hold of that boy I kissed or my latest crush and see if my fringe could work any magic. But booo hooo! It was not meant to be! After dinner we did go to the HB Bar (the original scene of the kiss) and I thought there was a good chance he’d be there, but no luck. I’m kinda glad because despite how much I love the HB Bar, the crowd last night was yucky. The usually friendly indie / mod kids were taken over by rude snobby Claremont chicks and their pretentious boyfriends in suits. *spew*

Last weekend I bumped into two boy friends (they’re best friends) I hadn’t seen for nearly a year. I don’t know why we hadn’t seen each other for so long… Anyway we spent the whole long weekend together hanging out. What started as a coffee, turned into 2 whole days of fun, spending time at the foreshore, hanging out at the beach, causing a bit of mischief, laughing so hard my belly hurt, taking silly shots and sitting on the cafe strip in leeds people watching and reading trashy magazines and having d&m. I’ve never had those feelings for them, which is probably why it was so easy to hang out with them and be myself and talk so openly. But now… I can’t help but think about them. I mean, firstly… they are REALLY easy on the eyes. And I DO find them attractive. And secondly… we get along REALLY well. We mesh. Why WOULDN’T I like them??

Sure… I like one more than the other… but we’ll see what happens.