Not a big deal, right? Wrong.
First of all - I have not gotten my poor hair trimmed or cut since December. My split ends have split ends that have split ends. It's a hot damn mess. My bangs are out of control. My hair doesn't even have a style. It's pretty awful.
Second of all, and honestly probably most important - I'm going to a new stylist. This is huge for me. Huge because pretty much since I have had hair, I've gone to the same place to cut my hair. Since probably eight or so, the same woman has cut my hair. She was great - a good human and a friend. Didn't always love my hair, but I'm a loyal person, so I kept going back. Then, at the end of December, she had rotator cuff surgery and was not cutting hair for a long time. When she finally came back, she was just doing hair coloring. Then I discovered that she would no longer be cutting hair at all - just coloring and styling. I was pretty devastated. (I'm not a fan of what I deem to be unnecessary change, remember?)
I've been putting off getting my hair cut, but it has been bothering me for a while.
But enough is enough! It needs to be trimmed, at the very least. Of course, since my hair is so gross at the ends, it needs probably a 2 inch trim, which is scary. Because when I look at my hair, it doesn't seem that long to me. I mean, I know that it is long, but it doesn't feel that way.
I mostly just want to chippity chop my hair off. But I cannot do that when I'm visiting a hair stylist for the first time! The last time I had someone else even trim my hair - and it was just my bangs - she cut them into a V shape... as in, my bangs were angled off to the side, but they were longer in the middle of my forehead. WRONG. It was awful! And it was on the day of my best friend's wedding and I was the maid of honor. *shudder*
I also have this strange complex (I know I'm irrational - no need to tell me!) about having short hair on me: I think my boobs are too big to have short hair. Yeah, that's real talk, people. I think that if I cut my hair too short, that all people will see are my big ol' boobs and a teeny tiny head. Irrational? Probably. But that's how I feel, and I've always felt that way, so good luck changing me!
So, all of that to say, I think I'm just getting a much-needed trim today. And maybe have her re-style my terrible bangs.
Ugh. But I'm bad at decisions. So I have no clue what to do. And I'm scared, because what if she screws up my hair?! I mean - she is the stylist for my mother-in-law and my sister-in-law, so she has a vested interest in making sure I'm happy with my cut. But still!
Anyways, this was a fluffy, meaningless post. But honestly, this is what's on my mind right now. This, and the job application that I finally have in my hot little hands to apply for a job that could be the beginning of a great thing for me. But the haircut was easier to write about :)
So that's all for now. I'll let you know how the haircut goes, because I'm sure you are all on tenterhooks about it. [are tenterhooks a thing? I feel like I read that in Harry Potter or something. Or I'm crazy. Or just sleep-deprived. Probably both. Ok - I'm done!]
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