Well, Peeps. I cut my own hair.
WHAT YOU SAY?
I know. Crazy.
I just can't get anyone to do what I want. I take pictures. I gesture.
I beg for the scissors to do it myself.
It just ain't happn'. Sorry Queen B. It just isn't happening.
I've always been a frustrated hair style person in secret. Not that I have any skillz in that area.
After I was single again, I even looked into enrolling in a styling school to get a certificate so I could learn the basics and maybe work a little bit.
Here in Chaos, AR., you can't get a cutting license unless you get get the manicurist license also. The manicurist can get a manicurist license without the hair. Go figure.
I just couldn't make myself do the nail and feet thing. In school, you don't get a choice. You do what comes up in your rotation.
That little dream just flittered away.
So, back to my own hair. I cut the top spiky and chunked up a little of the rest.
It has a few gaps (possibly) but with a messy hairstyle you can hide a lot of errors.
The bottom line...I like it. When I go back to my regular guy, he is going to flip. heh heh
If he messes with me, I'll just cut it again.
I am so rebellious. hahahahah
Getting ready for the big snow tommorrow!!
We might get an inch.
For my town, that's an EVENT!
Do you Peeps ever cut your own hair?
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