haircut

When I was in Berlin I had my hair up in a towel and when Paul saw me this way in the bathroom, he stopped, looked at me and said, “Wow, your face is really beautiful.  You shouldn’t have so much hair covering it up.”  When a dude says something like this, you should listen.

And so I thought about it and I decided I would grow my bangs out.  For the first time EVER in my life.  And so this past week, all because of the bangs, I had three haircuts in four days.

Saturday I cut it very simply at the shoulders, eliminating the layers at the bottom.  But with my hair being a bit thick and a bit wavy, the humidity makes it frizz a bit and so it just didn’t look right.  Too much of a triangle shape.  And it was boring.  No style, just too-long bangs and a blunt cut at the shoulders.

So I went back Monday night and asked for some layers to blend in the bangs.  I walked out with THE worst haircut of my life.  The dude layered and layered, textured and textured.  My grip on the chair grew tighter.  I finally said, “Are you leaving me any hair back there?”  The end result made me look like I had a reverse mullet.  Or a really weird shaggy bob or something which resembled a mushroom.  I looked like a rabid lion.

I went to work with that nonsense on Tuesday and then went to a different salon Tuesday night.  I ended up getting it cut, bluntly, just past my chin.  So now I have a very layered, short bob-type thing.  Not a bad fix, but not at all what I intended for my hair when I had the mind to get it cut on Saturday.

So here I am at the Friday Night on the Terrace event with my good friend Sarah for one of the first snapshots of me with my new do. The bangs blend a lot more, and I hope that with the shorter length, the whole grow-out process will be smoother.  Thank goodness my hair grows quickly!

What do you think of this new do?

On the Bright Side,

Shanna