Allow me a brief moment of vanity, my dears...
Yes, I finally did it: I got a hair cut. Now you're most likely asking why this occasion warrants a blog post. The answer is: because the last time I got my hair cut was in October...
Believe me, I'm fully aware how
freakishly unreal strange that sounds. I guess I just don't often think of styling my hair very much. Ninety-nine percent of the time, all my super-thick hair just gets put up in a bun anyway, mainly because I don't like hair in my face, and I just don't really pay that much attention to my hair other than washing and combing it (and there are days when I don't even get to the latter!). Also, I do realize that I've been blessed with some really thick and luscious hair, but folks, I'm not exaggerating when I say that it can take H-O-U-R-S to wash, dry, and style my hair so it looks all pretty. Because it's so time consuming, just the idea of trying to put some style in my coif exhausts me. Thus, I take the easy way out and just comb it through and clip it up into a bun.
Any-hoo, hubby insisted that I go ahead and get it done already, so I did. It was actually a great experience for me: my stylist was super sweet and very knowledgeable, and she actually took the time to ask me questions about the style I wanted. She also gave me a ton of information on keeping my hair healthy. For example, did you know that not getting your split ends cut off can actually lead to hair loss? Now I know why I was "shedding" like crazy! Lovelle did such an excellent job, and I did promise her that I'll be going back to see her on a more regular basis, as I really don't like the idea of losing any of my luxurious locks.
So tell me, how do you like my new 'do?