Coiffure Confidential

I warned you my hair would be undergoing a major change last week and the time has come to unveil it. With a kinda annoying picture, but hey. First, for documentation's sake, the old coiffure:


Mane Madness

I don't think I've had hair that long since I was 15. I mean, it was healthy and it looked okay, but I was BORED. Also, I felt young and unsophisticated, unlike most people with long hair. When I was 15, I got my hair cut to a pixie (about 2 inches everywhere) and felt so cool and trendsetting, and it was in 1997 Michigan. This might also have been because it was so dramatic that everyone noticed, too. Once again, E.A.P = Drama Queen. After remembering that I could donate my hair and make it go to a good cause, I spent the past six weeks eagerly anticipating the emancipation of my neck. At last:


follicle Debutante

This picture doesn't really do it justice. Also, that angle is not a good one for those of us with "up-turned noses" as they say in Alice in Wonderland. Unfortunately, it showed off the line of the cut the best. It is a plain and bold style. It actual makes me feel more like a real-live graphic designer since they all seem to have such artsy hair. Other reasons I'm happy? The hair stylist they assigned me was awesome and slightly CHEAPER than my current, so-so girl, so YAY new friend! Oh, and my mom wrote to me about a young girl in my old church who is undergoing chemo for leukemia and will soon need a wig. It was nice to know that, though it's unlikely my strands will ever help her specifically, they just might.