Snippity, snip, snip!
I got my hair cut this weekend. Doesn't sound like that big of a deal, but it was nearly a foot length of hair. I haven't had my hair this short since high school. But it wasn't real traumatic. It is all one length, to my chin, no bangs... easy to grow back out if I so desire. It looked like a lot of hair on the floor though. Viviene was sorry she didn't think to save it for the Cancer Society.
I also got a little suprise when it was cut. All my life I have had stick straight hair. But this past year, the back of my head has been getting wavy, as though it had been in a braid. I didn't know what was going on. Then as the strands were cut away from my head, and the weight of the hair was lifted away... sproing! I now have curly hair. The front, what would be bangs, is still straight, but the rest is curly. It's like someone snuck in my house and permed it in my sleep. It feels strange. Light and fluffy and what is that? Oh! The back of my neck! I'm going to save money on shampoo and conditioner.
The inspiration for my haircut was Meg Ryan ("How does she breathe through those little nostrils?" -Joel R.). So anyone that saw me downloading and printing pictures of her last week at work can now put their minds to ease.
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