So last July before my 10-year reunion (that I was in charge of, and I dare say I rocked at getting it all together pretty much by myself) I decided to cut my own hair. I was sick of it, and I knew if I messed it up I could always go to a place to have them fix it. But I loved it! I’ve been cutting my own hair ever since. Sometimes it’s fine, sometimes not as much, but always generally okay.
It’s a little Carol Brady, but I still loved it.
Then…my hair had been getting a little shaggy, so Wednesday morning I decided to cut the front a little bit. I did one side, then the other, and the latter ended up about an inch shorter than the first. Hmmm. I evened it out, but didn’t do anything to the back. So then it looked kind of like a mullet.For more hair style inspiration, visit mulletsgalore. A forewarning: it's a high PG-13 site. Not picture-wise, but word-wise.
Thursday I tried to fix the back, and I got a little scissor happy. It was all sorts of uneven. I kept trying to even it up, and knew that if I kept going I wouldn’t have any hair left. So Friday I went into a place called Euphoria Hair and Nails. Christal helped me, and she did so great! I love my new hair cut! I don’t know if I’ll keep it this short, but it’s awesome for now-I don’t really have to “do” my ‘do, and it doesn’t bug me like my long hair can when it’s down. Though after my massage my hair was all greasy from their oils, and there was no way to hide that fact unless I wanted to whip out a hat. That was a new sensation for me.
Last night, because it was a little greasy, Pete said I looked like I had Emo hair. So I was trying to look like Peter Parker on “Spiderman 3”, when he has the Black Spiderman suit. If you’re not as familiar with that movie as I am, not to worry-it means you don’t have fanatics in your house.
Pete also said that one of these days he’ll come home and I’ll have a “mom” ‘do, which to me is more of the old lady ‘do. Let’s pray that day never comes. Right now, though, Pete’s beast neck hair is longer than the hair near the nape of my neck. Kind of weird (and gross).