Oh, intentions.
Today's existential dilemma is as follows:
Feist
vs Farrah
What to do? I can't wait for the fall preview in Vogue....only Vogue can tell me which is wiser...
I guess it's a question of values - do I value the tried-and-true of length plus bangs? Do I value keeping in step with the times, or possibly moving ahead of everybody else and going all-out in a completely different direction (that might wind up being far less flattering than the alternative)?
I'm going to go eat breakfast and begin L'etranger. Mersault will remind me that none of it really matters.
