Short Hair

I have never had short hair. Ever. I think the last time my hair was this short was the bubble gum incident of '84 but my parents are welcome to correct me if I'm wrong.
I'm not even sure why I cut it off. I think it was because at work I have to keep my hair out of my face or it drives me nuts. Plus I keep it up when I'm working outside or in the kitchen at home as when I'm running. So that about describes 95% of my life.


So I went to a nice salon downtown and I pointed to a picture in a book. I think it was this chic only I don't remember the cleavage:













The hair lady, Darlene, pulled out a razor blade. Yes she cut hair with a razor, and an hour later I had short hair.

So now....














I love it! I will admit that it's a little harder to get ready in the morning and I have resigned to using a little product but it's still pretty quick. Plus I thought running with short hair might be a bit annoying but it's not. I actually really like it. Oh and it turns out my hair is curly.
This picture isn't the best shot of it but you get the idea. My hair is now short and I have a hair lady. We'll see how long it lasts.