Actually, what I said was, "I saw some pictures of myself and nearly broke my jaw yawning. I've looked exactly the same for the past three years. Help" - but controlling outcomes has never been my forte.
It's not as orange--excuse me, strawberry bland--in person, this was just the most flattering filter for the rest of my mug. Still not used to wearing it down; that's when I really notice the loss of length and start having palpitations. But pulled back in a wee bun, with some bang action, it's not so bad. Almost grown up, even. Ugh.