I rarely post pictures of myself on the blog because, well, just because, but I got my hair cut today. What do you think?
And Boo wanted her picture taken, too, so here's one of both of us:
Maybe it's time to think about changing my profile pic, too, if I can figure out how to do it. It's a little less anonymous that way, I think.
I went in today for my haircut, which I decided this morning must be done ASAP. I was tired of the no layers shoulder length pulled back with a barrette with bangs tired look I had which just wasn't working for me. Problem is, I didn't know what I wanted to replace it with, except I didn't want too short. This is when it is nice to have gone to the same hairdresser for four years. I sat down and said, "You're going to laugh at me, but, now that we've worked so hard to grow the layers out, I don't think I can stand it anymore. My hair's driving me crazy and I'm starting to get headaches again." (I have super heavy hair).
She didn't laugh. She just said, "I'm surprised you lasted this long, actually."
So, then I told her that I had been looking at magazines and trying to get an idea what I wanted, but none of the models had round, pudgy faces, they were all super skinny with perfectly oval faces, so I just couldn't find the look for me. Then she did laugh.
But I think I like what she did with my unruly mop.