4 January 2000 ... Hair
I don't usually pay too much attention to my appearence. I get up in the
morning, I brush my hair, brush my teeth, wash my face, put on jeans and
a tee-shirt and that's about it. No makeup and the hair simply gets
pulled back in a pony tail.
I had this thought the other day: It's been a while since I have
trimmed my hair. I looked in the mirror, and sure enough, the hair
is getting kind of scraggly at the ends and it's pretty long too. So
long, in fact, that I think I could probably take off six inches without
anyone even noticing.
So today I was fixen to jump in the shower when I remember I need to trim
my hair. So I brush the hair really well and I tie it back in a pony tail.
I get my scissors out, estimate about six inches of hair, and cut it off.
And I'm standing there with my scissors in one hand, about seven or eight
inches of hair in the other and I'm thinking Oh My GODS. It took
me a second to get courage enough to look in the mirror. Aaaiiiee.
I am now officially a shoulder length brunette.
Okay. And it looks funny too. Now we just need to see how observative
people really are... I'll let you know if anyone actually notices. :)