The Messy Bun Theory
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❝ There are three reasons to wear a messy bun.
Reason One: Your to lazy to care about your hair or what people think about you.
Reason Two: Your late and your hair doesn't fit into your schedule.
Reason Three: Your mental health is more important than you hair.❝
For Olivia it was Reason Three.
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