For the past month I have been thinking about cutting my hair. I mean really cutting it. Not just a trim off the ends.

But then, sometimes, on really-good-long-hair days, I would say to myself, 'what are you thinking?' And I would push that "crazy idea" out of my head. Yes, I talk to myself. Admit it. You do too!

Back to my story.

Alas, my good hair days were getting fewer and father in between.

I suppose I should preface this by saying first, that I have loved wearing it long. It has been long for quite awhile. And as this summer season crept in, I noticed that I began wearing it pulled up most of the time. Twisted up on top of my head with a clip.

I was beginning to resent the time it took to wash, condition, dry and style it. My long hair began to feel like a burden. I'd get frustrated with it and just pull it up in a clip. I'd wake up in the morning and pull it up in a clip. etc, etc.

I longed for a short, sassy cut that demanded nothing from me. I am busy enough without taking orders from my hair, thank you very much. Ya know what I mean, jellybean?

So when I went in for my scheduled hair appointment this week, I took Toni some photos of haircuts I liked and had printed from the Internet for consideration. She and I talked at length about the cut, style, length and decided to go for a Meg Ryan-esque cut. Short with messy layers that I can scrunch in some hair gel and be on my way out the door.

It didn't take me long to jump on that idea and I gave Toni the "A-OK" to cut it...


(my hubby loves it too)

1 comment:

Farmer Gal said...


I've been thinking of cutting mine shorter too, but I won't because I really want to let it grow longer, and I cut it shorter a few times in the last few years. But I've been like you, putting it up almost every day of the summer, and getting bored with it. I'm just going to go with a good trim and hopefully that will do the trick.