I buy hairpins in bulk batches. Those tiny pieces of metal seriously keep me occupied during the day.
My latest style involves saying screw it while I grab a stray length. With my other hand I grab a hair pin and wind the suckered up. Mashing it into my scalp, hoping for the best.
I hate having hair in my face. Yet, to cut it, creates more problems. I have a hate hate relationship with my hair now a days.
Sighs, life gets teejious don’t it.