After ten years of hair below the middle of my back I can't believe how good this feels. There's a line in the song 'Wild Nights' by Van Morrison that goes: "All the girls walk by, dressed up for each other." Well we *do* like clothes and hair and baubles. Just about every woman co-worker exclaimed happily at the change or as one did - squealed joyfully when she saw me. "Oh I LOVE it! It's SOOOO cute! Do you like it?? Wow, it's looks so great! Good for you!!"
How can you not feel good when people go on about you like that? ;)