Names have been changed to protect the innocent...and my husband...and me...but not the dog. His name is Dexter.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

True Confessions...I cut my hair.

Yep, that's right. I cut my hair. Not as in I went to a professional who knew what they were doing and had it cut and styled. No, no, no. That would be too...."responsible". No, being the renegade that I am I decided to do it myself. Last night in my bathroom. After a pretty rough day. While the girls were still not asleep in their beds. It was a brilliant combination.
I didn't cut off all that much....
...just enough to get rid of the shaggy remains of what used to be a lovely A-line bob. And I still haven't decided if I like it or not. Not that there's really much I can do about it now! So I'm just going to embrace it or not look in the mirror too much. As CG says, the difference between a good haircut and a bad haircut is two weeks. We'll talk about this again in two weeks and see if that's really true!

2 comments:

Happy Granny said...

Also, sometimes it isn't as much how it looks as how it feels. Hair that is driving you crazy, even in a lovely cut, can sometimes do with a little snip here and there. Then it not only looks good, it feels good, too. I hope that it turned out well.

jillytacy said...

You're so brave! I can't cut hair straight and would be scared to death to do my own!

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