The unexpected joy of 'letting yourself go'...

Another patriarchal myth bites the dust

Good morning dear readers,

Last week, I walked to my hairdresser's in the warm summer rain. It had been ten months since my last cut, and my curls were growing into an unmanageable haystack. There's nothing remotely interesting about this apart from the fact that I decided beforehand not to wear any makeup.

I haven't worn a scrap of makeup for the past co…