Today was my favorite day. I always love, and look forward to the day I have my regular hair appointment. It was so time to freshen my color, and trim up the split ends. It makes me feel like a new woman. I go to a pretty posh little salon, and it is always about a three hour long process. I never mind though, I enjoy the sights and sounds of the salon. As I was sitting in the chair, I was checking out all the other ladies around me, having their favorite day too. Most of them were my age, or a little older (just go with me on this one, it makes me feel better). I was pleasantly surprised to see all the different styles, lengths, and colors. We are no longer doomed to boring, short haircuts just because we are 40 and over.
Of course beauty comes from within, and no hairstyle or color can make the woman. Still, a fresh mane always puts a little bounce in my step. Isn't it just about time for your favorite day?