If I was to make one big assumption, it's that you - and I mean you who is reading this right now - don't like to be told what to do. Instead you, like me, like to sustain the belief that we are all making our own minds up, reaching our own conclusions and shaping our own opinions.
So don't think for a moment that this post involves me being uttlerly responsive to other people's calls to action. It's got nothing to do with Don Mills Diva that I finally booked a hair cut.
That was pure coincidence.
As if I'd need someone else to point out that my grooming regime was getting slack.
I didn't just have a go at self-photography because Amanda wanted to see what everyone looks like, even if that means using very dodgy self-photography skills. It was important to conduct a cost benefit analysis on my haircut. It's not as if Amanda is bossy or anything.
As this 'after' photo shows, I got a sassy kind of kick to my hair for my money.
And I didn't go out and finally buy some new moisturiser just because Jen M said so. I was going to do that any way. She didn't scare me with her extensive knowledge of anti-ageing products. Much.
I was always planning to learn how to use Photoshop one day. It was just a matter of time. It was just lucky chance that took me to the pioneer woman's Photoshop tutorials. I'm sure I'd have posted these photos straight out of the camera otherwise. (Ha! as if).
You see, blogging is just for fun. It's not like it influences the way I live or anything.