Well, I chopped my hair.
It’s not nearly as short as I wanted it, but the hairdresser did her best to convince me I wouldn’t be happy with a shorter cut (gotta respect her honesty). My hair is
thick THICK. Every hair stylist I’ve ever been to has commented on the amount of hair I have. She said it would be really hard to maintain and it would look pretty bad cutting it as short as I would like. Maybe she was right. I don’t know. I told her, either way I wanted it gone, and I wanted something I could no longer put in a ponytail. So after about 5 “Are you sure(s)?” she took the scissors to it and cut off probably about 7 inches in the back (it’s much shorter in the back than in the front). I don’t feel empowered like I thought I would. I almost feel indifferent. Whatever– I like it. I don’t love it. It’s a change, and its short, so I guess I’m happy I did it— and hey, on the plus sides: I’m forced to wear my hair down, I’ll save money on shampoo (that makes it eco-friendly, right?), Marlowe will not be pulling all of it out anymore, it still looks cute with a hat on my head— I’m really happy bout that. Hip hip hooray.
see new hair pictures: HERE.
I’ll be posting a ton more photos tomorrow morning cause right now I am a VERY tired mama!