Well, I did it. I chopped all my hair off today. Well, actually the nice lady at the salon in Wal-Mart chopped it off for me. And Gabe just cut a little more off the back a few minutes ago.
It is definitely short. A bit drastic even. But I must say it is growing on me. Not literally of course. I keep looking in every mirror I walk by. I just can’t decide if I look like an adorable 26-year-old…or my mom. (who is also adorable, just a bit older than 26…)
I actually look a little boyish, but I could pass for kind of sexy if I had the right clothes, make-up and jewelry (which I don’t). I’ll work on that.
Gabe likes it, which is always a plus. I’ll post a pic one of these days when I get up enough nerve…
Thanks again for the inspiration, Hannah, my Aussie friend!