A Happily Given Donation
Thursday, June 4th, 2009Yesterday, I looked something like this:
Yup. That was me.
Today? Well, I look a little different. The brain transplant went really well. I turned out something like this:
I decided that for the first time in my life, I needed short hair. The result? Light, flippy, and sophisticated instead of long, messy, and a pain in the ass. I love it.
Let’s take another peek, shall we?
Before:
After:
Luckily, my hair was long enough to donate to Locks Of Love, so after my super cool hairdresser chopped off my ponytail, I felt good knowing that somewhere, a child going through a rough time will soon have a head full of hair. I feel kind of warm and gooey inside thinking about that, although I must admit that the pictures on the website kind of make me want to blubber into a tissue.
I figured I’d feel kind of sick the moment I heard the scissors take a giant *snip* on the back of my head, but I was wrong. In fact, the only thing I felt was excitement. Wow, I wasn’t expecting that. Although, I suppose the fact that I’d just gotten an hour massage probably helped calm me down before the big chop-off.
However, the fact that I’m a natural borderline redhead is slightly disconcerting to me, considering the fact that I didn’t think of myself like that until I saw the pictures of my hair recently. But that’s okay. I’m still a brunette… *cough*… okay, a closet blond.
So yup, that was my secret. Only three people (including my husband and sister) knew that I was planning on doing it, so my family is in for quite a shock when they see me. Considering, you know, my hair used to be down to my ass before it made its next forever-stop at mid-back. It hasn’t been short since, well, before I was one. In case you were wondering, I was born with a head full of thick, long black hair.
And my other secret, which I didn’t mention before, has to do with a new piercing I’m planning on getting.
But you’ll have to wait to hear where.
Current Mood:
Esctatic
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