Did you get a haircut? No, I got ’em all cut!
I never get sick of that joke, but I bet Zach does.
So I got my first haircut in something like 3 years today. Yeah, I know. Somehow I turned into one of those crazy no-haircut ladies like Crystal Gale. I didn’t mean too, I swear — I’m just lazy. I’ve been meaning to get my hair cut for a long time now, but I was never sure where to go and I was all busy and whatnot. I also was scarred by some pretty terrible haircuts in junior high and one really bad one in my early 20’s, and I fear the stylist (see this post).
So for Mother’s Day, Zach got me a gift certificate to the fancy hair salon Erin goes to, Artbeat. Her stylist, Tracy, is awesome! I went in with a really terrible idea of what I wanted. This is what I told her:
“Um, I want it shorter. Like cut the damaged parts off for sure and then…I guess I could go shorter than that. Or not. We could leave it longer too. And I want it to look a little more grown-up too. But not too boring. I don’t know…what do you think?”
What are the chances that someone could give me a hair cut I liked with that little information? Like 1 in 497? But she did! I tell you Internet — she is awesome.
Here is my before picture. I’m serious and my hair is long:
And here is my new haircut! Both my hair and I are sassy as all get out.
It won’t this straight usually because she blew it dry so we’ll have to see what it looks like tomorrow when it curls up. Also, you can’t really see it because of the lighting in this picture, but I got highlights too.