I chopped my hair off. I went from a shoulder-length bob to a pixie…very drastic. I love it. It’s easy and chic. I haven’t been so happy with my hair in years.
And when you’re happy with your hair, you feel good and good feelings attract good things…and so on and so on.
Although, I ran a 5K a few days ago and the guy checking me in thought I was a guy. I know I wasn’t wearing any makeup and was wearing a boob-smashing sports bra but I think he was fuckwit, because was wearing pink from head to toe and had a barrette in my hair. I gave him my last name and he asked me if I was Brian or Debbie. Um, really?
Other than that silliness, the reaction to the short cut has been positive. Even my dad, who hates short hair, says it suits me.
Here’s the picture. Isn’t it an awesome cut?