A compliment on my hair!

I received a compliment on my hair last night. In real life. In real time.

A gal in my dance class, a very smart lawyer to boot, said my hair was pretty. A compliment like this is a rarity for me. And that's not all. She went on to say it gave me grace. What? Me? Grace? I'm still on cloud nine. She has no idea what a sweetheart she is in my book now and forever or that my blog is alittlegrace.blogspot.com. How weird is that. It's like, cosmic.

My hair was in a braided bun. I always wear it up to my belly dance class. It was sprinkled throughout with five miniature sparkly claw clips that I found on my recent shopping trip - the shopping trip of torture.