A love letter to my fringe (or bangs if you’re American)

We have been together on and off since my teens. It started with an eyelash skimming side sweep that was de rigeur in 2002, frequently clipped to one side in moments of uncertainty about whether I could commit to you. I grew you out, but couldn't help but come crawling back to you, especially after … Continue reading A love letter to my fringe (or bangs if you’re American)