I’m trying to wear my hair down a little more often since Josh likes it that way. I like it, too, but it’s tough to manage while running around with the girls. I have such thick hair, so if it gets in my face, it’s like fighting my way out of a jungle. I somewhat blame my years as a gymnast for my love of the messy bun. I was in the gym several hours a week with it like that, so it’s just become second nature for me to wear it up. Oh, and if it’s windy on a day I wear my hair down, you can clearly see the panic on my face while trying to contain my wild, disobedient tresses as they laugh and do a victory dance in my face. My messy bun never betrays me that way.
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