Zoinks!  I went out in public looking like this.  I thought my hair made me look warm weather breezy, but when I got home, I realized it made me look more like your mom’s crazy friend from college who after a series of divorces and rehab treatments for prescription drug use now makes her living papermache-ing lampshades and spends Thanksgiving with your family and without fail gets super drunk every year, cries into her pumpkin pie, and then because your mom won’t let her drive home, has to sleepover but she leaves super early the next morning because she’s so embarrassed, never changing out of her PJs which are actually your PJs because she can’t fit into your mom’s and you’ve lost no less than five pairs of flannel pants that way which was totally not the look I was going for. 

Long story short, bad hair day.