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I chopped off my hair yesterday morning. I do this once every six or so months. Just when my hair is long enough to pull back, but also long enough to be awkwardly unmanageable. My hair never really recovered from when I shaved it for The Posthumous Life of Sylvia Plath, et all.
It's sad really. It used to be so wonderfully full and curly. Now the back is still has it's volume, but the top is reaching Rogaine territory.
~le sigh~
I do look rather dashing, though. At least in my opinion.
*edit: I totally stole the ~le sigh~ from Jackie. Jackie, please don't kill me.
It's sad really. It used to be so wonderfully full and curly. Now the back is still has it's volume, but the top is reaching Rogaine territory.
~le sigh~
I do look rather dashing, though. At least in my opinion.
*edit: I totally stole the ~le sigh~ from Jackie. Jackie, please don't kill me.