Stylish life in a college town?
All black today, and the focal point of my outfit is really my Tiffany Key. (It’s the mini silver heart topped one. I want to buy the bigger one, maybe for myself for Christmas.)
A-line skirt, black sweater tee, and satin Converse One Stars again.
And my hair is one of those artistically arranged messes that’s trying very hard not to scream “I have bed head and decided that trying to tame you with rubber bands was my only option.”
I need a hair cut. Which means finding a place to get a hair cut. You would think in a town full of college girls, finding a salon I could build a relationship with wouldn’t be that hard, but so far I’ve had one haircut since I moved, and it was at the mall.
The things in life I want are pretty simple. A salon, a real mall, and a multi-plex that shows the occasional art film. All things you’d think I’d find in a college town. Why can’t I?
