Hair...

I know I should be thankful with the mere fact of having hair of my head, so this is rather a vain post.

This, specially after seeing my H's mom lose her hair over and over for more than a decade due to cancer treatments. Specially since this week another friend begins chemotherapy.

Nevertheless, here I go. I have never been happy with my hair.

All of my life I though it was too oily, now it's too dry.

I always thought it lacked body as it was too thin and limp. Now that I have began to embrace that, my hair has changed and in addition to that I have acquired a growing army of white hairs.

Anyways another of my hairs' flaws is that it is extremely fragile... but this weekend I went to the salon to get a tiny cut, retouching the henna on the roots and dying my ends blue.

I am not sure you can see it in this picture... but you can check out the one below where I think it shows a little.

I had wanted to do this for a few months now but, with all the traveling it had not been possible....