Hair be Gone!
I have an appointment at Inizio’s tomorrow for my first haircut in over a year. Not only am I letting her chop off my hair (to an undisclosed length), but I am also letting them wax my eyebrows for the first time in my life. Am I scared?
Hell no! I’ve had far more tender regions assaulted with Hot Wax, I can handle a facial attack, no problem.
Here is a picture of me pre-haircut. My hair was up in a clip all day so don’t judge the mess.
I promise to share the outcome tomorrow, maybe with some crazy ass makeup to compliment my pristine brows, but who knows?
We shall see where we end up once the deed is done!
The deed is done! More done than ever any deed has been previous and, let me tell you, my hair is shorter than a motherfucker.
Shorter than a dwarf motherfucker.
I can get away with wearing headbands now. In fact, I am wearing one right now. As I type! Don’t think I’m kidding. I can’t supply you with a picture of the headband, but I CAN give you a shot of my new do.
I feel like a combination of a 1920′s flapper and a sprite from the Tinkerbell cartoon. I’m trying to decide which I am going to be for Halloween as we speak.
Or I type.
Or you read.
Whatever!
Onward HO!
(And are my brows not pristine? Waxed face, FTW!)
