What does it mean that I got home from my hair appointment Friday night only to take a closer look and realize that my new style is essentially the same as my mother's?
(I am not exaggerating. I looked in the mirror and thought, "this is my mom's haircut!" Then yesterday morning I asked Adam how he thought it looked, because I was having second thoughts. He said, "why? Because you look like your mom?" So it's not all in my head. I don't mind, but I do fear what trait I'll be picking up next...)