I cut all my hair off. I needed a change, and decided the Pob was the way to go. My lovely hairstylist, Kayla, took about 7 inches off the back. I'm still freaking out, obviously.
Though after experimentation with my flat iron, I'm much cheered that it looks sleek and sophisticated, not Pansy Parkinson as feared.
I know this sounds SO superficial, but I've not had short hair since, um, 1988, so this is a big deal to me.
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What was up with yesterday? Pete and Carl reunite... you chop your hair off...
sounds so LIBERating! good for you.
It is interesting that the day I was LIBERated from long hair, that Peter and Carlos nearly caused a riot.
It's like the stars were aligned or something.
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