August 15, 2006
A New Look
Once upon a time, I was a girl who was very brave with her hair. I had the most amazing girl that I went to who would say things like, "I was watching Leno last night and saw this haircut that I thought would look perfect on you, do you trust me?" and I would say, "Yes!" and I would leave with the most amazing new style, length, or color that I never would have thought of. And life was good. Then I got married and moved to Michigan, and the amazing hair girl had another baby and stopped cutting hair, and I had to find someone new. That is when I got the worst hair cut I have ever experienced. It was basically a mullet. And I cried for hours. And almost 2 years later the only time I had my hair cut was when I let my cousin trim it about a year ago (she is a professional, and she didn't take much off). But, thanks to the generous birthday gift from Lucas' sister, Loralee, I finally faced my fears and tonight I got my hair cut by someone completely new, at a salon. Before I went in I was so nervous I was almost sick to my stomach (girls will probably understand this feeling more than guys), but I got in and heard her talking to the girl who's hair she was about to cut and she said, "This is what I'm thinking for your hair, do you trust me?" and the girl said, "yes," and when she was finished her hair looked amazing. And I wasn't nervous anymore. And she put me in the chair and played with my hair a little and I told her the minimum and maximum length, and then I basically let her have free reign, and I love it. It is the haircut I hoped for, but had no clue how to describe. I am so happy! I know you can't tell without a before and after picture, but she took of 6-7 inches! Now that I've found someone I can trust with my hair I'll live happily ever after...until we move.