My hair has been growing quite a bit in the summer, and since I’ve been a lazyass procrastinator bed-dweller I haven’t managed to have it cut, so I decided to try putting it on a bun. However, this quickly made me realise something … no wonder my father used to call me Little My when I was younger (now he at least has the courtesy to do it behind my back).

Also: all of you who don’t know Moomins should really take a look at yourself in the mirror and ask yourself what went wrong in your childhood. Wrong continent is just an excuse.