I have no hair!

So last week, I got this wild idea to cut my hair. Then I chickened out. I went to the salon tonight to get my ends trimmed and the style (lack of style) shaped up. I told her that I had originally wanted to cut it, but changed my mind and she came back with,”So you chickened out?” I told her I wasn’t convinced I could pull off a short style, but she was pretty positive I could. But she could see I was apprehensive, so we discussed a shoulder-length do. While I was in the shampoo chair, I decided I wouldn’t chicken out. Any time I’ve ever wanted to do something drastic with my hair (usually color), I always go less drastic than I really wanted and end up really disappointed. So I decided I would go for what I really wanted. It’s just hair – if I hate it, it’ll grow back. Right? Right?

So I just went from the longest hair I’ve ever had in my life to the shortest… then I came home and took some pretty bad self-portraits in my (filthy) bathroom mirror. But you get the general idea of the new style.