New Thang

I've been having an internal struggle with my hair over the past few months. I have enjoyed it being longer than I've ever had it, and when I put the time and effort into it, I really loved it. However... it is truly a pain in the butt, and since my hair is so thin and fine- it takes me 30-45 minutes to get my hair the way I want it, and within 20 minutes it's stringy, flat and tangly.

But even with this, the thought of chopping it off gave me anxiety. I've come close a couple of times, but when I sat in the chair.. I quickly changed my mind to only a trim. I'd go home shortly liberated and proud of myself for not cutting it, but soon after I'd be kicking myself.

So I finally did it. I made an appointment for 9:00 this morning, and didn't look back! I have to admit, I became quite emotional afterwards (a little during, too..) I called Alex in tears- completely overreacting and saying that he's going to hate it over and over. (Not building his confidence in the haircut, I'm sure...) It's a lot to get used to, but here she is... "The New Do":