The fringe madness continues πŸ˜ŽπŸ‘ŒπŸ˜

Ok, I was told to fix what I ruined. My fringe.

So I went to the beauty shop, but got my nails done not my hair fixed.

I always loved black nails – starting with my highschool years in the dormitory – 6 girls in 1 room, was fun!-, with Linkin Park, Papa Roach and System of a down πŸ€“

Because I felt guilty by not doing what I should be doing, managed to squeeze an appointment at the hairdresser for the same day.

So now. Voila!

The self cut fringe got fixed for free:

All good. The world can go on again