Hair, hair, hair! For the last couple of years, my hair is all I think about. My friend once pointed out to me that when I get down in the dumps, I tend to change my hair. It’s my way of doing something to lift my mood and in the past, I’ve done quite dramatic things to my locks. I went through a phase one summer of dying my hair different colours almost every two to three weeks, then a couple of months later, I decided to chop it all off. Hair grows! But one of the reasons I decided to cut it all off was because it was in awful condition. I thought that I may as well start again since as I said, it grows.