This is what I get for going to my Fabulous Gay Hairdresser while stressed, grumpy, and way too hot. (In other words, get the hair off my neck. Now.)
I think I like it. Really, I think I do. Or my brain may be faking me out into believing I like it so I don’t have a freaking nervous breakdown and lock myself in my admittedly enormous closet (it has a window!) for the rest of the year.
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That's so weird, yesterday I also went to my Fabulous Gay Hairdresser and had bits cut off, although admittedly not dramatically. Clearly the stars were right for calculated hair loss. Show us pics of the new cut, we demand it!
Your FGH hasn't steered you wrong yet. I'm sure it looks great and you'll agree once you're used to the new look.
Kind of glad I haven't had a hair appointment lately. I'm still getting used to the change from black to "milk chocolate."
Ooh, Teresa, you're in milk chocolate? I bet you look fab! I wish I could see you this summer to give you my opinion!
Dayle, I'm sure you look fine. And your hair grows fast, anyway. Don't worry!
I miss you both!
Sorry, I'm having a blogspot moment. That previous comment was mine, lol!
--Christine
Ken has my camera (his broke), so the only picture I have is a self-portrait taken with my phone (and I took about 20 to get one that was remotely viewable). Still, it's not great, so I'm not entirely comfortable about posting it. Maybe I will. Dunno.
And no, my hair doesn't grow fast. It grows excruciatingly slowly. That's one of the reasons I normally don't get my hair cut!
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