got my hair chopped yesterday. i like this chick who cuts my hair at Orbit. she listens. she understands my plight. she is understatedly stylish. is “understatedly” a word? she does give exceptionally long head massages, which i’m not really into, but whatever.
snippet from our conversation yesterday:
me: so, um, i’m not opposed to doing something new and crazy with my hair. but i’m not quite sure what that means.
her: well, you’re hair’s pretty short, so doing something different is more a matter of style than the cut.
me (sheepishly): yeah, i guess you’re right
her: when i want something different but don’t know what to do, i add a little color.
and that is how i spontaneously made an appointment to have my hair highlighted and lowlighted. i’m thinking chunks of red and blonde. i’m thinking this could be cool or scary. i’m thinking this is going to make or break all of the self-indulgent photos i take of myself while i’m in Vancouver next week.
did i forget to mention that this Saturday I’m leaving for a 9-day trip to Vancouver and Seattle?
i’m so excited and i just can’t hide it.
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