Unleashing my inner curl

On Thursday, I went to get a haircut. I hinted last week that I might do this; actually, I already had the appointment set up at that time. My brother’s wedding is this coming weekend, and I was frankly sick of the “long and unruly” style that I was working before. I think partly I took the before pictures to assure myself that my hair really does look OK sometimes, because I had no idea what it would look like after I came home from the hairdresser.

I am secretly distrustful of hairdressers that are not related to me. Aunt Annette, my Dad’s sister, was a professional hairdresser, and cut my hair for the first sixteen years of my life. But when she moved to California a year or two ago, I was faced with a decision: find a new person to cut my hair, or just don’t get it cut. I opted with the latter for quite a while, tiding myself over with trims whenever Aunt Annette would visit, and otherwise not doing much with it.

But the time had come for a change, and since I knew Aunt Annette wouldn’t be coming up till a few days before the wedding, I began the task of finding a hairdresser who could attempt to fill her shoes. A friend gave us a referral, I made an appointment, and long story short, I think she did a great job. She was friendly, professional, and really seemed to know her stuff.

So here’s what it looks like:

Basically: Shorter length + lots of layers + natural curl unleashed = WHOLE NEW FEELING. (Equals good.)

Thank you, friendly hair-cutting lady. You have restored my faith in hairdressers who are not my Aunt. But no one will ever be quite as good.

If you care (aka if you are Aunt Annette) here are some more pictures of my cut.

Posted on Saturday, April 15th, 2006 at 10:53 pm.
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