If you think about it, the difference between a new year and an old one is a single second, yet there’s this unspoken sense of hope that washes over us when the clock turns 12. Everything that took place in the previous months somehow gets boxed up, stored away and written off as we embark into the unknown. We try to convince ourselves that what’s yet to come is substantially better and I couldn’t agree more. So celebrate my optimism for 2015 and be out with the old, I decided to chop off my long hair. This was not an easy decision by any means but my sister, who’s always way more of a risk taker was very persuasive. So here’s the new haircut. It’s long enough to style yet short enough to feel light and edgy.