Today was a big day: I got my first haircut since chemo made it all fall out back in January.
I wouldn’t say my hair was getting long, but it was definitely long enough to be unruly. Something needed to be done about it. Trouble was, I didn’t know if anything could be done.
But I stopped into Great Clips this afternoon and asked. I was desperate. I felt like I had werewolf head! (That’s what I had taken to calling my wild, curly strands that were going in all directions.)
The stylist did what stylists do…she styled me up!
The sides are shorter now, the back is trimmed, and the top is more even. It still doesn’t look great. (I’m not a short haircut person. Never have been. I look better with long hair and prefer long hair.) However, this feels much better now and looks more tame. Woohoo!
She said now all I can do is just let it grow. Come back in two to four months for a style-touch up. Groovy!
I used the timer function on my camera to snap some photos of me with my new (very short again, but at least styled) do.
(The last one I snapped on a whim. I saw my reflection in my laptop screen and thought it looked cool, so…clickity click!)
do view 1
do view 2
do view 3
