I was extremely proud of my pretty long hair, and people commented on it all the time. But one day I was hit with a fit of madness, and I decided to chop it. I never do anything small, and this was the approximate result.
Well, let's just say that I shocked everybody. I did donate 11" to Locks of Love, so it wasn't all bad. My love for short hair was rather short lived itself, but being young and under the influence of a mother who was paying for any haircuts; I somehow ended up cutting it again and again, all the while saying that I was growing it out and just needed a haircut that would grow out nicely. The sad part was that most of the haircuts looked horrible on me. This was due to two facts; firstly, I have very thick hair which most hair stylists tend to cut very poorly, and secondly I did not style my hair, especially back then.
Well, my hair grew and got short and repeated itself for the next few years:
Until I finally had my hair back to being long again:
And what do you think I did? That's right, I chopped it off again!
You see, I was becoming decidedly vintage by this time and I realized that I was going to want to have at least one short vintage style cut in my life. Fortunately I had found a wonderful hair stylist by this time, and I never go to anyone else.
Well, youth is restless. I wasn't quite satisfied that this cut was right (again because I was too lazy to style it) so I decided to get a pixie modeled after Audrey Hepburn's cut in Roman Holiday.
I loved it; which probably makes this the first short hair cut that I have ever actually liked. Now, you see that pretty blonde? That is my sister, and she has a problem. She is a compulsive hair chopper. Granted, she looks adorable in pixie cuts, but she always says she wants to grow out her hair and then loses patience. So we made a deal. Neither of us is allowed to chop our hair till August 2014 (the deal was made August 2012). If she, I mean either of us, breaks this deal the other gets to choose what color the other must dye and keep their entire head for a month. Namely, puke green. We're growing out our hair!
Well, here is my progress so far. One year in and doing great!
Lots of love!