hair loss
i woke up and all my hair was gone…*
*disclaimer: this statement is in fact, not true. ok, so i woke up, and all my hair was gone, but i happened to forget a few steps in between. i had been wanting to get my hair cut for a while (even before the wedding i figured i’d get a cut after the honeymoon), and after a couple weeks of this tennessee heat, i couldn’t handle the length of my hair much longer. i was basically wearing my hair completely up every day…even with ponytails i was burning up!
i was in the process of trying to get an appointment, and instead of calling and leaving a message again at the downtown salon, i placed my faith on getting an appointment by walking in and making one. after crawling out of bed and discreetly telling the half-asleep man next to me i was “running an errand” and ran out the door into the rain.
well, one thing led to another and wouldn’t you know…the stylist had a spot open right then to cut my hair! a wash, snip and dry later, i was a new woman. i had really wanted to get something fun and different- i’ve almost always had a plain straight haircut, whether long, medium or short, so it was time for a change. my stylist was great and knew exactly what to do to give me what i wanted. i couldn’t be happier!
i now am the wearer of a short do, with lots of layers and chunks, with the front being a bit longer than the back for some funk. i love my hair, and wil does too. i will say, when i walked in the door an hour later (with him still groggily asleep) the only thing he could do was deliriously sputter (in a good way of course) “what?! wait…it’s all chopped short!”
