Yep, it’s time for my semi-annual haircut. (I get my hair cut every 8 years or so, whether I need it or not.)
So I’ve been doing my usual ‘do research. Let me tell you, the internet, for all its glory, is a sad, sad place to find pictures of cute, modern haircuts.
I did have fun playing with the toy at Ladies Home Journal Try-a-Hairstyle, though. So here, for your viewing pleasure, are the many varieties of me.
Here’s how I look now:
(Ignore the crooked eyes, pixelated chin, and zit on my forehead. I know it’s tough, but try.)
Here’s my look from last year at Christmas:
And here’s the new Faith Hill ‘do I’m going to ask for at the Aveda Institute on Wednesday, after which they will laugh and laugh and laugh and tell me I’m crazy.
There, wasn’t that fun? Now go play.
In other news, I’m enjoying Black Rose. Scarier than the usual Nora Roberts fare, but I love it. It makes me get spooky goosebumps and then I laugh because it’s fun when books do that. But maybe I won’t read it before bed anymore.
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