I have always been the type of person to try things because "it sounds like fun" or because "there's no reason not to" (which was the reasoning behind my first marathon). And while I am not rebellious when it comes to authority (total rule follower here), I am rebellious when it comes to my style.
For example, as a teenager, I had 13 earrings on the outer lobes of my ears. I also had that little spot on the inside of the ear next to the cheek (totally blanking on the name) pierced, which I did myself. And because that wasn't enough, I also put a piece of metal in my eyebrow, nose, belly button and tongue - all by my 18th birthday. Add all of that to my two tattoos and hair that ranged from blue to pink and well, my style was ... UNIQUE.
I guess I kind of feel that you either go big or go home. And going home is NOT AN OPTION.
You might say, I am all about the shock factor. And you would probably be right. Because last night, I looked like this ...
And thanks to J and a pair of clippers, this morning, I look like this ...
Shocking, right?
