It's All about the Hair!

I got my first haircut this week in seven months. Yes, SEVEN. Why? Quite simply, like many Americans, I've cut back.

Tuesday however, I declared, MY HAIR NEEDS A BAILOUT!

A few of my friends tried to tell me over the past few months, "There are some things a girl can't go without." OK, I admit, seven months may have been extreme.

My stylist, the amazing Stacy, kindly squeezed me into her busy day. She's a gal that you can never just call and get in with because she's always booked a month out. Wednesday was my lucky day.She had a few minutes and she made room.

She said that she expected my hair to look like crap, and that she was pleasantly surprised. I told her that it was a testament to the cut she had given me before. In truth, up until about a month ago, it was still manageable.

I had this short, sassy, wispy thing going on. It has really in the last month that it quit drying properly up and holding its shape.

My bangs were down almost to my chin, and I had the sad, tell-tail sign of a mullet in training. I joked that we should have taken before and after pics.

When she was done working her magic, I had real bangs again, and my head felt about 10 pounds lighter. We laughed at the PILE of hair on the floor. She said it looked like a small animal.

She also was very cool and suggested a color family to work from the next time I color. Yes, when I colored in December, I was shocked at the dark red w/ fushia highlights I got, and how it took a week for wash water to run clear. The color did grow on me, and it covered the nasty gray that is cropping up, but I'd love to be a tad lighter.

It is amazing what something as simple as a haircut can do to change a persons mood. I had the most wonderful time at work on Thursday, I feel like a whole new person! I got some planning done, I worked out a problem I was having with a design, oh yes, my hair must be cut more often!