The tips of my hair strands lightly touch the exposed skin of my collar bone. It tickled my skin, and no matter how much I tried to keep them up, they fell down. My hair was up in a braid that I made into a low bun. The braid went from my hairline down to the left side of my face. It took me multiple tries and long minutes to finally get it the way I wanted. I am delighted with the result. I also pulled a couple of strands, mostly my bangs, to give it a more casual and less neat look.
I am also very satisfied with my choice of clothing. From Monday to Wednesday this week, Ego took me to buy new clothes. At first, I was hesitant to choose more than five pieces of clothing. But after much coaxing, I let him buy as many clothes as he told me to take. The dress I am wearing is one of my favor
