Or Joe. Or Sam. Or turnip.
I feel rather manly I think.
I still find myself in that self-conscious period right after a lifestyle changing Do. I feel like a newborn puppy. Shaky and unsure. What am I now? I had worn the ever popular angle bob for over a year, and was happy with it, yet bored. Now that summer is preheating its oven, the last thing I want to do is spend a long time blow drying my hair and flat-ironing it. Blech!
Now I don't have to. See?
And I have spent the past, oh, five hours catching glimpses of myself and wondering, "Um...am I sure about this?" Like I have a choice.