This morning, I decided I wanted to get my hair cut. I made an appointment and off I went.
As of 12:30, my hair was down to the middle of my back, possibly a bit longer. If I tilted my head back, the ends reached down to my waist. I debated doing the Locks of Love thing, but decided that I wasn't quite ready for such a drastic change and ixnayed that idea. It was a decision that I'm now regretting.
I told the stylist what I wanted - a few inches off the back, and face-framing layers. She went scissor-happy, and my hair is now at my shoulders. With all of that hair gone, had I just made the decision to do LoL, my hair might only be an inch or two shorter.
So, a good portion of my hair is gone, and a worthy charity has nothing to show for it. This sucks, Beavis.
Posted by beenie at December 24, 2004 07:51 PM