The woman who cut my hair was this loud, dykey, frenetic, hilarious woman in snow pants and a lace top, who said lots of really random stuff and generally kept me entertained. At one point, she asked, "Do you eat meat?" and then (when I said, "sometimes") recommended a place to get a really great steak. She then told me that she'd thought I wasn' ( Read more... )

( pictures of cut beyond the cut )

That's what my grandmother screeched when she saw it. It's short! But I think I'm going to like it, once I get used to it. It was a little damp in these pics; it will probably curl up a bit more most of the time.

slightly pixellated
slightly blurryI'll take pics with a better camera at some point. This was also an experiment to see if it's ( Read more... )