Youthinize Me. Or Coolinize?

Last week I said to my boss, who is, well... older than me (could maybe be my mom), "Hey look, we have almost the same shoes on!"  To which she responded, "Aren't you a little young for that?"  I looked down at the brown mary jane- style flats I'd bought at Ross. Point well taken.  I'm starting to have the style of a middle aged teacher.  That's not so good.  


Then there's the issue of what my agents keep saying about my headshots.  "We want to see something more hip, contemporary.  A more modern hairstyle."


Message received.  I need a new hairstyle and if possible, a stylist.


Operation makeover!  Stay tuned!!