
thursday night i got all my hair chopped off. i haven't decided yet how i feel about it. i wanted something new and we talked about three options:
1) start growing it out and get a crazy expensive straightener;
2) go with the waves and start wearing my hair curlier;
3) go shorter
I should have realized that every gal who cuts people's hair loves to just chop, chop, chop and give a real "style". problem is, i'm not a "style" kind of girl. i have to just go free and anything I have to "do" gets annoying and old. which is why i was considering growing it out more - then i can just twist it up whenver i don't want to deal.
as if the first half of my day wasn't painful enough. we were busy laughing and i was getting my beauty salon counseling so i wasn't paying attention to how she was cutting it - but then she whipped out the electric razor to shave the back of my neck. i knew i was in trouble. Then she put so much styling stuff in and really did me up. My hair was kind of soggy in places. Ick. I kind of hated it cuz it makes my chipmunk cheeks stand out even more.
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