After my lifting session I was off to meet fab Åsa. We haven't known each other for that long, but damn, I LIKE this woman. She's my kinda cat: driven, kind, gorgeous (inside and out) with a crazy sense of humour.
Meeting up with her always gives a great energy boost - NICE.
Later in the afternoon I met up with my significant other, darling JOJO and we tried to have an adult conversation whilst over-riding Robin´s "I´m bored stiff-let me out of this damn pram!"-wailing...
As sent from above a friend of JO´s walked past during our fika. He is the hair wiz from Paradise. I mean, really. Things this man don´t know about hair is not worth knowing.
He takes one look at my head and goes: "Your hair looks great!"
Me again: "HELP, I have a hair chrisis!"
In 2 minutes, the hair wiz tells me exactly what I should be doing with my hairstyle (not much, a razor - thin it out, keep more or less the same length), WHOHA - free hair advice from one of the most influential hair stylists in Scandinavia - and do you know what, dear MOJO-readers: Your taste is impecable.
Short is the way to stay.