By that, I mean, whenever I've pictured my big day, I never thought I'd be peeping out from behind a full fringe, I'd always imagined free flowing, bohemian style waves, or a classic, yet slightly tousled up-do.
Never with a full fringe.
So the day I got engaged, was the day I began the arduous task of growing out said fringe. With the understanding that come 2015 (we're getting married in the May) I could make that all important 'wedding hair' decision.
3 months in, and this growing out procedure is paining me. I miss my fringe. I've always loved my fringe. I think it adds character to my otherwise lank and lifeless hair. And that lank and lifeless hair looks even more pathetic with these mid length strands hanging around that I can't do anything with because I have annoying cow-licks at either side.