Saturday, July 02, 2005
Chop-chop
Well, I finally got my hair cut again. It had been a long time. I had thought I was going to grow it long enough to donate to Locks of Love, but - alas - they require 10.5 inches. I cut off 8 inches.
Here's the before:
Please ignore how exhausted I look. Even with make-up I look that wiped. I don't know if it is because I have absolutely no tan (nor will I have, and I'm afraid to use self-tanners) or that I'm wearing no make-up (which, in my opinion just make me look like a painted half-dead woman), or because I have yet to recover from my post-partum anemia. Whatever it is, I HATE how ghostly I look.
And, here is the after:
The stylist kept talking about making it "sexy", and I kept saying "functional". It can still be pulled back into a ponytail, so it is functional. And I am glad that I have my bangs back -- I truly don't like the way I ended up looking without them. She was going to do long bangs, and then I asked, "And how do I keep these out of my face" to which she said, "You don't -- that's what makes them sexy". Ummm -- no. It isn't sexy when your 5-month old is tugging at them. Or your almost-4-year-old is constantly telling you to blow them out of your face. If I had more alone time with Jeff, it might be worth it to have "sexy" hair, but he loves me regardless, so practical it is.
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