Just when my hair is getting to the length that I can (FINALLY) put it up off of my neck (in time for the hot summer I expect we will have), I have been struck (like lightning) with the idea of going back to the A-line, Posh Spice-ish style I had (and loved) two summers ago.
What the heck is wrong with me?
Really. (I begin to talk to myself)
Take a deep breath and a step back and re-think this.
Count to 10.
Or better yet, I tell myself, count to 1,000.
My next appointment is not for another 3 weeks. I have time to give this serious reconsideration. In reality, I know once I cut it off again, I will only decide to grow it out.
Yup. It's how I roll.
Or, how the cookie crumbles. Something like that.
Does this phenomena only happen to me?