I got my hair cut last night, and the highlights touched up, and now I look like this:
Actually, I don't have a blue jumpsuit, and am not quite that blond; otherwise, it's a match.
Cutting off long hair is a lot of fun, and so therapeutic. I don't know why it's so hard to make the decision. I'm sure every girl alive has agonized over wanting to cut her hair and being too scared to do it. Why is it so scary? I suppose no one wants to look awful, but it is just hair after all. It's not like loosing a limb. Hair will grow back.
I'm joking, obviously with that picture of Gwyneth Paltrow, but that's the cut I wanted. I first got the idea when her new look made the news (is it strange that celebrity haircuts make the news? Yes, it is). That was weeks ago. I went back and forth and stressed and worried. I had to get so sick of my hair that I just couldn't take it anymore. I called my girl (what do you call the girl who cuts your hair? Is she a stylist? That sounds so fancy. In days of yore she was a hair dresser, but not so much now), and she got me in the very next day. We cut and colored and ahhhhh, I am free. A new person. It's great.
I really do want to know what to call my hair cutter. Any suggestions are appreciated. I might go with stylist. Maybe I am just that fancy.