There was a time I actually managed to convince myself to do it: having my bangs cut. I was so incredibly happy… the first two days. Afterwards, I had to blow-dry and style my bangs myself. A drama because I’ve got curls. Which I sort of forgot for a moment. Cut to me: bangs that looked horrible whenever it rained, the wind blew, whenever it was foggy, or really hot, or snowing. But also when I was biking, partying or on a holiday. Oh, and don’t get me started on that lovely period in which it begins to grow. Bangs aren’t for me, no matter how much I like them. And then I discovered the world of Hersheshons. when I was at Selfridges in London. Bangs that exactly matched the colour of my hair and which I could pin to my head. What a discovery!! Bangs that always look good. Bangs that don’t frizz. Bangs which you can take off whenever you don’t feel particularly bangy. The pleasures without the burdens!