Well... I have an appointment this afternoon to get my hair cut. The problem is, I'm still waffling. I don't know if I want to just have it cut a bit shorter or if I'm going to take the monumental leap of faith and do the Jamie Lee Curtis thing.
My mind keeps wandering to years ago, when I had a miscommunication with a hairdresser and instead of a trim, she cut it short. I mean short! I left sobbing, "I look like a boy!"
But something has shifted in my mentality and I no longer am worried about what others think I look like. Okay; to a point. I kind of wouldn't mind having such short hair that I could take off my riding helmet and just spike it back up. I wouldn't have to worry about getting into the infrared sauna and having to wash my hair all over again. It definitely has its advantages.
On the other hand, I'd end up going from medium (since I had it cut from long last month), reddish-brown hair to very short, suddenly gray hair. And that might be a wee bit of a shock to the system.
So, I won't know until I sit at my hairdresser Daphne's mirror at 2:00 this afternoon. I'll bounce it off her and we'll see what happens!
Stay tuned.
Friday, April 9, 2010
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