New Hair . . . New Man?

It's said that when a woman changes her hair, she wants to change her life.

This got me thinking... how much can a drastic change to one's appearance change their behaviour?

I decided to take this one step further and go for a complete chop. Moving away from friends, family and my home, the next two months would completely upheave my life, but was I cutting my hair to let go of the past, or to welcome the future? While half of me hates change, the other half wants a fresh start... the biggest component of this being my relationship status.

Things with the northerner started to get bad a few months ago, yet ten months in and I'm still here. This issue is, that I'm starting to behave as I usually do around the four month mark. Is this because I just can't satisfy myself in a relationship for more than a few months, or he just not right for me. And, if I realised something wasn't right a few months, what was that made me stay, and should that make me keep trying?

All these questions started bubbling up, and made focus more and more on breaking up with him. Though I knew this was partially because of my neurotic nature, I knew something had to be wrong if the thought of breaking up with him was so easy. Before I cut my hair - the old self - would have been scared at the thought, but the new me seemed courageous...

But courageous enough to end it.... I guess we'll see.

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Unfortunately I'm moving away from London... but the sadness need not go so far

Look forward to the all new...

LONDON RED IN PARIS

Coming soon...